"If you keep staring at me like that, I'll think you were love at first sight with me." The man waggled his attractive peach-blossom eyes.
"I just think you look very familiar." Gu Qingxin truly believed this man was too narcissistic.
"Do you chat up all good-looking guys like this?" The man stroked his chin as if in deep thought.
"..."
Gu Qingxin felt as though something might be off with her sight recently, she felt the woman in the photo looked familiar, and even a stranger seemed familiar.
"So, how do you suggest I show my gratitude?" Having narrowly escaped danger, Gu Qingxin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Invite me out for dinner. Give me your number, and I'll call you when I'm free." The man pulled out his phone.
Gu Qingxin gave him her number. He dialed it, her phone rang, she picked up and asked, "What's your name?"
