Zhang Yang quickly distanced himself.
"No, no, no, she has a boyfriend, and her boyfriend is here too."
The girl instantly gained confidence.
"So you're single right now, do I have a chance?"
Zhang Yang was so startled that he stuttered.
Do modern girls express their affection so quickly and precisely? Can they really distinguish what they like?
Ying Jing didn't mean to eavesdrop, but the girl was speaking so loudly that even the passing waiters glanced at them several times.
Zhang Yang quickly scanned a code to discourage her.
It's not a good place to talk here, and he had to consider the girl's feelings. It's not the right setting.
Later, he would personally explain to her on WeChat that they weren't suitable for each other. It's best to cut losses promptly.
"A matchmaking prospect!"
Ying Jing could see it too.
