Lu Man: "Hehe."
"Tsk tsk." Han Zhuoli turned to look at Lu Man, his finger tapping on his screen. "Look at him, how's he gonna get the girl? Saying he doesn't need a girl's contact number? For what? He doesn't know for what purpose?"
"That's right. Unlike you, who used the excuse of lending me money to exchange phone numbers and WeChat, even lying about not having Alipay." Lu Man looked at him with a raised brow.
And then, when they were dating, she realized that he was so adept at using Alipay.
Han Zhuoli: "…"
"If it hadn't done it like that, how would I have gotten together with you?" Han Zhuoli wrapped his arms Lu Man's shoulders. "I'm so glad now that I was so thick-skinned then."
"Me too." Glad that he was brazen and persistent enough back then.
Or else, with her attitude in the past, being so afraid of relationships, she might have missed him.
