Ling Sheng grabbed someone casually. "Where is he?"
The shy senior looked at her and pointed timidly at a tall figure not far away. "Over there."
"Thank you." Ling Sheng had already received a lot of roses.
She looked over and saw a man in a tailored suit standing at the entrance of the dormitory. He was tall and well-built, and his temperament was elegant and noble. He was holding a bouquet of roses in his hand as he stopped a girl. He bent down gentlemanly and handed a flower over while begging her politely.
"Where's your girlfriend?" The girl had never seen such a passionate gentleman, so she was naturally willing to cooperate.
Jun Shiyan turned around and met the young lady's angry gaze. His lips curled up into a warm smile, and his magnetic voice was mesmerizing. "She's over there. Thank you."
The girl took the rose and passed it to her. She then smiled and said, "Your boyfriend asked me to apologize on his behalf."
