An Yan was anxiously waiting under the tree, while many boys were pretending to casually pass by.
Because An Yan in her red dress was simply too beautiful, even just standing there, she looked like an Elf that had fallen into the mortal world, making it hard for people to look away.
But soon, An Yan saw Xue An slowly approaching, her face lit up with joy, and then she ran over excitedly.
The onlooking boys couldn't help but let out a wail of sorrow, some even glared fiercely at Xue An, thinking that this guy who had managed to win the school beauty was simply detestable.
An Yan, with her hands behind her back, looked Xue An up and down with interest, then nodded her head in satisfaction.
"This suit isn't bad! It fits you quite well, but your hairstyle is a bit of a mess, how much hair gel did you use?"
Xue An didn't speak.
He was just quietly watching An Yan.
