Chapter 135 What Makes Us Different From The Women?

Just as he was about to leave, someone called out from behind him. He turned around to find that it was the tomboy, Mr. Smith. Zayn stopped in his tracks. “Anything else?” The tomboy had very delicate features, and her complexion resembled the pure, driven snow. She was a very beautiful woman, and anyone could make that conclusion in just a glance, which was why she dressed the way that she did. Ironically enough, she was far more attractive than most of the young male artistes on the entertainment scene. As she walked over, Zayn noticed a faint scent radiating off of her body. Zayn was curious—was she unaware of how masculine she appeared in the mirror before leaving the house? “Thank you for your help earlier. If it wasn’t for your timely rescue, I would’ve gone home with a fake painting.” The tomboy thanked Zayn sincerely, expressing her heartfelt gratitude to him for his assistance. Zayn said, “Don’t mention it, it’s no trouble to me at all.” The tomboy continued sheepishly,