C907 Zhou Rufang

"Not bad? Old man, How is it not bad? Why didn't I see it?" Hsu Lei mimicked the old man and sized Wen Yuan up and down. However, the words that she muttered made Wen Yuan's heart feel stifled.

"What is it? Do I look very bad?" Wen Yuan curled the corner of his mouth and asked snappily.

"En, not too bad either. At least, I look much better than Zhou Rufang. " Hsu Lei sized Wen Yuan up