Chen Feng's subtle, Versailles-like hints made Tian Xiaoman feel a bit drained.
She had encountered many men before, but dealing with someone like Chen Feng, who played by his own rules and didn't take her seriously, was a first for her.
"Isn't having good romantic luck supposed to be a good thing? Especially for you men." Tian Xiaoman asked, her face slightly stiffening.
Chen Feng glanced at her sideways and smiled, "My romantic luck isn't just good; it's too good. Since my divorce last year, do you know how many times I've been overwhelmed by romantic interests? You definitely won't guess."
Tian Xiaoman played along, "Five or six times?"
Chen Feng shook his head slightly, "You're being too conservative. I didn't keep count, but it's definitely been over a dozen times combined. So, you should know I'm quite a player, never lacking the company of women, especially beautiful ones like you."
