"Then, go out with me," Han Ze Min's casual proposal resonated in the room, ringing a bunch of alarming bells on one corner of Ming Yue's mind and creating utter confusion on another corner.
Her dubious eyes carefully scanned the grinning man who stood before her. Even when they were children, Han Ze Min was second to none in terms of good looks and personality. He had always been a jovial person, loved and adored by everyone. Even when he was a teenager, whoever interacted with Han Ze Min would say that he would grow up into a kind and sensible adult. However, the person who stood before her was someone else. Nowhere on earth, she could associate this annoying person with the "Min Min" from her memories.
Listening to his blatant words, Ming Yue let out a sigh, thinking how time changes a person.
"I'm seriously sick of it." Though she said it monotonously, Ming Yue's words struck Han Ze Min, who expected a more specific answer from her.
