Seeing He Qing's vivid performance, Lu Shaodan, the protagonist of the story, actually started to feel depressed.
After thinking for a long time, she couldn't recall who this Zhao Fei was and couldn't help but wonder, "Who is this person? Why don't I remember?"
He Qing said with a giggly smile, "Such a nutcase, I wouldn't dream of sullying your ears with him. I shut him down on the spot, giving him no chance."
So Lu Shaodan's eyes twinkled with amusement.
However, her curiosity piqued, she suddenly asked, "This MM... what brand is it? Is it worth his proud presentation?"
"And he said he doesn't care about my past... What past do I have?"
Yu Dandan was close to falling over with laughter.
"What past? It's just that the man has a pair of titanium alloy dog eyes. Seeing the occasional designer brands on you and your good looks, he thinks you're a gold-digger, maybe even hanging onto a few men outside school!"
