She personally didn't prefer boys with delicate features. It gave off a sense of weakness. Naturally, when she saw a boy with delicate features calling out and standing in front of her, her first reaction was to frown. "Can I help you?"
Her tone was unlike the tender voices of ordinary girls. Her voice was lazy with a hint of rebelliousness.
Hearing her voice, Wen Ziyu's heartstrings felt as if they were being teased by an invisible hand. He could see that the girl in front of him was not like the ordinary girls he encountered before. He raised his mouth, smiled kindly, and said shyly, "Did you come for the independent enrollment examination?"
