But when she saw who was standing outside, she froze in surprise.
The man at the door smiled gently at her and said, "Excuse me, is Rong Xingyu rehearsing here?"
Zeng Youzhen looked up at the man standing in front of her.
He was wearing a black trench coat, his slightly long hair tied neatly behind his head.
His exposed features were flawless and so perfect that not a single flaw could be found and his whole presence carried an aura of quiet elegance and striking beauty.
Where on earth did this handsome man come from?!
Zeng Youzhen quickly covered her mouth, trying to hold back the scream that nearly escaped.
"Y-Yes, Xingyu is here rehearsing," she stammered.
Ding Yixin smiled gently and raising his hand slightly. "I brought some drinks for everyone. Would you mind if I came in?"
Only then did Zeng Youzhen notice that the unbelievably handsome man was holding several cups of milk tea!
She hurriedly stepped aside to let him in.
