"This talk, not only does Li Wu dislike hearing it, but Chen Shuangshuang won't listen either: 'Xia Miaomiao, who is unworthy of whom, don't you have a clue in your own heart?'"
The young lord Huo never had a habit of arguing with women, it's beneath him, so he ignored Chen Shuangshuang.
That posture, in the eyes of others, was boundlessly arrogant.
Chen Shuangshuang nudged Li Wu: 'Look, you're so cautious not to hurt her, but she thinks you're not good enough for her at all. Maybe she already climbed up to the upper class on that island, huh!'
Li Wu's eyes showed hurt: 'Miao Miao, I didn't expect you to be this kind of girl.'
The young lord Huo took out his phone, checked the time, and sent a WeChat message: 'I'll give you one more minute at most!'
He had already been standing at the school gate for half an hour, his life had never wasted so much time on such a boring matter, and now he had to watch two high school students fussing in front of him.
