Wu Mengmeng nodded. "I've checked her out, a female academic overachiever, comes from a wealthy family and is also the school beauty of Zhi Jiang University.
She's definitely a daughter of heaven, even I have to keep a low profile."
In this round, Jiang Xu and his group emerged completely victorious.
At last, Wang Shiya finished her breakfast.
She pulled out a tissue to wipe her mouth, then turned her gaze toward Jiang Xu.
Her eyes suddenly sharpened. "Care for a game?"
Jiang Xu raised his eyebrows. "Of what sort?"
The woman radiated an extremely fierce aura, like a sword about to be unsheathed.
"Basketball," Wang Shiya stated succinctly. "The simplest of matches – just you and me, first to make three baskets wins.
The loser has to apologize to the victor in public."
Jiang Xu laughed. "I didn't expect you to be a female ikun."
Wang Shiya. "What?"
"Nothing," Jiang Xu shook his head. "Let's go, to the basketball court."
Wang Shiya stood up. "Lead the way."
