Chapter 969: Chapter 393: Pretty Boy? (2)
The collarbone was beautiful, with distinct muscle lines on her arms, so her snow-white shoulders and chest easily made one imagine how white, long, and healthy her legs must be beneath the dress.
But according to Han Lie’s sly observation, the roots of her legs were definitely on the thicker side.
Because her butt was so round, with obvious signs of training, it was impossible for her thighs to be without flesh.
Brothers, always remember—hips and legs are connected, well-trained round hips can’t just taper off abruptly and connect with a pair of stick-like legs.
Next time you see one like that on Douyin, one hundred percent it’s a scam.
Either it’s high-tech butt enhancement, or something’s padded, spending money on them is utterly pointless, they’re professional bowl-lickers.
Back to Girl No. 5.
Her makeup was that typical big European style, and Han Lie wasn’t a clairvoyant, so he couldn’t see her basics, but he could say, her facial features were well-proportioned, extremely glamorous after makeup.
If Tang Xintian was ice, then she was fire, a poppy, a black widow.
Moreover, she didn’t pay any attention to Tang Xintian, aiming her gaze directly at Han Lie.
Her eyes were flickering, because of her good health, her eyeballs were well-moisturized, her irises clear and transparent, so a slight movement of her eyeballs refracted a faint light.
Clearly, she was full of interest in Han Lie.
"Little handsome guy~~~"
She probably was a local, her accent carried that unique coquettishness of a Magic Capital girl speaking Mandarin, the ending soft and gentle, not weak but deliberately drawn out into a bubble sound, like it was hooked.
Han Lie identified it with just three words—the girl must have learned vocal music or drama performance in her childhood, and her fundamentals were solid.
That kind of voice was different from a naturally soft and coy one; it had techniques embedded in it.
Ordinary girls deliberately clamp their legs while speaking, creating a clamped voice that can produce a soft effect at the end, but it inevitably disperses, only "soft" without "strength," sounding unnatural and very affected.
But she was different; she made people feel it was her natural voice, combined with natural expressions, ordinary men would absolutely not realize she was performing.
With supported soft-coy words, the penetration and tingling sensation were very strong, like a feather directly poking into the brain cortex to rub against the brainstem, gently itching, driving one crazy.
A witch indeed...
Emperor Lie was suddenly intrigued, wanting to spar with her.
Ahem, a serious spar!
She called out, immediately continuing, "Sister is Gu Zicheng, the Cheng of Orange, which Lie is your Lie? Hunter?"
She indeed brushed Tang Xintian aside and started chatting up with Han Lie.
Sister Da Tang, with a cold face, released Han Lie’s arm and introduced to everyone, "Han Lie, my brother, the founder of Sky Capital, manager of the funds ’Supernova One’ and ’Sky One Fund’, also working part-time as an FA."
Then, without waiting for everyone’s reaction, she proceeded to introduce to Han Lie one by one.
"Fang Yuan, Wang Jicheng, Xu Muxing, Du Yude."
Concise and to the point, not a word more.
However, Han Lie easily matched everything, including their respective characters and thoughts.
Square Face was a top-tier rich second generation, had intentions towards Tang Xintian but kept them suppressed, often assuming a big brother role, caring in various ways, essentially a warm man but actually a sycophant type.
He enjoyed fitness, was vain and cared about appearances but was definitely not a nouveau riche, his clothing details were very on point.
Northeast King loved drama, unafraid of stirring things, likely because he wasn’t in the same boat with Magic Capital’s second-generation circles, his family should be within the system, probably holding a post in Yangtze River Delta now.
He didn’t have any serious business at the moment, finding opportunities on the side, mostly to seek opportunities.
Before Han Lie arrived, his attention often dispersed around, rarely focusing on beauties, mostly observing men.
This person had deep thoughts.
Kidney-weak Xu Muxing was the most common type of second-generation student abroad, the moment he went abroad, he went wild, partying and smoking were surely involved, a 20-something face with a 40-something kidney, pitiful.
He was very self-aware, so neither did he yearn for Tang Xintian nor Gu Zicheng, but his temper and personality were odd, a petty shadowy type who incited without any stakes.
Digging deeper for a profile, Kidney-weak likely admired one of the two great beauties, but his underlying personality had strong inferiority, so he never tried and instead sought lower substitutes, frequently changing girlfriends.
Perhaps due to childhood environment or inadequate development during adolescence, he lacked upright confidence at many times.
In essence, he was a snake-type predator habitually hiding as much as possible, subconsciously hostile to any man getting close to the two of them.
Du Xiaoshuai was like an adhesive-type character.
Emotionally intelligent, good social skills, habitually retreated daily.
Profiling him, possibly due to greatly lacking image and voice appeal, he struggled to gain his peers’ favor, gradually developing a maintainer personality.
He wasn’t simply pandering to anyone, but striving to lubricate the group.
You as individuals may not look up to me, that’s fine, I’ll focus on the entire team.
When everyone has good relations with me, the entire circle cannot do without me, then the position in the circle compensates for my innate social disadvantage, getting along with everyone.
Thus, it could be inferred, Du Xiaoshuai’s family background might be relatively the weakest, at least not outstanding.