Jiang Chen responded to Lin Wan's words with a slight smile but did not reply.
"No way! I'm infatuated with him! Did you actually see that pianist clearly?" Lin Wan slammed the table, her face full of anticipation as she looked at Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen laughed and said, "What are you planning to do? Invite him over to your house to play the piano?"
"What? I don't want him to come to my house to play the piano. I want to pursue him, I want to date him, I want to marry him!" Lin Wan said, her eyes twinkling with stars.
Damn!
"Pfft—"
A herd of grass mud horses ran through Jiang Chen's mind, and he spit out the drink he had just sipped.
"What are you doing? Did you or did you not see that pianist? What does he look like?" Lin Wan urged with a frown.
Jiang Chen quickly waved his hands: "No, I didn't, I didn't see what he looks like!"
