"How do you know it's a good man, just a good look."

"Good appearance is one of the conditions a good man should have!" Zhao Quan said seriously.

Bai youyou doesn't agree or deny it. She is pushed two steps by Zhao Quan. Zhao Quan whispers behind her: "many women are staring at him. Do you see, if you don't go, you'll be the first to go!"

"What am I going to do?"

"Chat, you go to arouse his interest, chat with him slowly, go ahead."

Zhao Quan is just like an adult who has an older daughter and worries about her daughter's marriage. Her mind is full of Bai youyou's future life and wants to find a good man for her.

After being pushed for two more steps, Bai youyou pulls away Zhao Quan's hand and says he's going to talk to someone. Zhao Quan lets her go. He just stares at Bai youyou and walks to the man.

The man is holding a red wine cup in his hand and shaking it gently. His thin lips are scarlet. His mask can also tell how deep the eyes are.

Bai youyou turns back three times. Every time he looks back, he has to walk up to the man honestly.

The man is about 1.85 meters tall, nearly a head higher than her. Bai youyou is holding a goblet, and the clear female voice is playing in the mixed music.

"Hello." She is not very kind. If business is OK, she has no business to talk to people

She lifted her eyes, on the pair of black eyes, her heart suddenly sank, these eyes, really like Ye Mingchen.

The man's voice was unexpectedly gentle: "hello."

"Well."

In front of her, Zhao Youquan just doesn't want to tell her to wait in front of her.

After thinking about it, Bai youyou hooks his lips, and his body goes to the side. He looks behind the man to make him think that he is not looking for him.

"What are you looking at?" The man's voice sounded overhead.

Bai youyou looks up and finds the man standing on his side. He looks at her curiously.

She couldn't say she was blind, so she politely said, "there seems to be a lot of desserts over there."

The man also looked at it: "yes, there are many desserts. It is said that Mr. Smith, a famous foreign dessert master, made it. You can also let him make desserts on site. Would you like to have a try?"

"Well..." Bai youyou is really interested in desserts. That Mr. Smith has heard of the famous name, the foreign top desserts, and the queen of Yinguo has to make an appointment to make desserts at this seemingly insignificant dance.

She walked slowly, walked to the long table, and then clearly saw how beautiful and lovely the desserts on the table were, not only good-looking, but also very appetizing.

"Mr. Smith is over there."

The man points to a direction. Bai youyou immediately looks over. The only one who doesn't wear a mask is Mr. Smith in a white chef's suit and a white high hat.

Mr. Smith is a blonde foreigner, middle-aged, but well maintained. He looks only in his thirties. In front of him is a long table with utensils and materials for making desserts.

In fact, the ball specially set up a square field for him. Smith was standing inside. Many people were standing outside, curious to see Smith's dessert.

They've all heard of the name of the top desserts.