Chapter 563 Be Friends Forever (2/2)

The setting sun's fiery red light turned into tens of thousands of golden threads, flowing through the water and interwoven into a large net made of golden threads.

Her beautiful figure was reflected in the net, rippling with the sparkling waves.

He looked at it in a daze, but felt that it was just an illusory light and shadow, far away from him.

”How are you getting along with Zac Rong?” His voice came through slowly, like the echo of the wind from afar.

”Not bad.” She smiled and sat beside him. The setting sun shone on her face, adding to her beauty. She was graceful and sad, like a bea

tay with her.

They deliberately found a conspicuous seat. Before they sat down, Finney began to look around with her black eyes.

There were a variety of noble men here, including rich men with wife and children, the new rich men who could relieve loneliness and pressure, and a group of the second generations of officials and rich people who didn't know what was worry. They were surrounded by a group of horny girls like bees and butterflies.

”This place is really nice.” Taking a sip of the cocktail, Finney smiled. When she looked at a corner of the club, a ray of starlight flew into her eyes.

Finally, she saw a handsome man. He was so handsome that it was earth shaking. And he was there alone!

He was very good-looking, a little melancholy and a little distance from everything. He was handsome and cold. His features were delicate and gentle, as if they were drawn by a masterpiece. His black eyes were like black glazed, emitting mysterious and deep light. His straight nose was with a charming arc. His plump lips were slightly pursed, and the arc at the corners of his mouth was slightly tilted, with a bit of cynicism, arrogance and unruly.

He slowly exhaled a cigarette, and the light white mist was ethereal in the air, surrounding him and making him look like a dream, an illusion, a poem, and a painting.

”He's so handsome and cool!” She trembled with excitement.

Turning her head to look in the direction of her gaze, Essie saw a familiar face in a dim corner.

He was alone, with a bottle of almost bottomed whiskey at his hand. It seemed that he wanted to drown his sorrows in wine. Two women walked towards him and seemed to want to accost him, but they left soon with obvious disappointment on their faces. It seemed that he enjoyed being alone.

Finney stood up and wanted to accost him, but was stopped by Essie. ”Sister, do you have a crush on him?” There was a strange smile on her face. Her cousin's taste was really good. She had noticed the most distinguished single aristocrats in the club tonight.

Raising her eyebrows slightly, Finney asked, ”Do you know that handsome man?”