In the café, light music flowed melodiously, creating a leisurely and comfortable atmosphere, perfect for whispering sweet nothings.
Your conscience is lying: Are you joking? When have I, Ji Xinyan, ever asked for a guy's WeChat? They're the ones who always hit on me first, okay?
Ji Xinyan rolled her eyes. She would never lower herself to do such a thing.
Pink Meow immediately sent a contemptuous emoji, and then the classmates quickly fell in line, turning their collective outrage on Ji Xinyan.
But it was all in jest.
Ji Xinyan, pretty and approachable, got along with both male and female classmates, making her extremely popular and the undisputed centerpiece of the class.
Ji Xinyan ignored these buddies in the group, instead giving Huang Tao a sidelong glance.
Damn!
You ask me out for coffee, and you keep sneaking glances at that kimchi girl? What's the deal?
Is it just because she has a better figure than me?
