"What's the matter, Qianqian? We just had an arranged date yesterday, and I, Guo Dongliang, told you clearly, I will definitely win you over."
The poorly-dressed delinquent was named Guo Dongliang.
Seeing Zhai Qianqian trying to send him away, he snorted disdainfully, as he had no intention of leaving. Strutting over to Ye Xiaofei, he tried to impress by saying to Xiao Fei, "What's it gonna be, buddy, you gonna buy clothes or not?"
"No."
Ye Xiaofei coldly stared at the thug, his mouth curling into a devilish smirk as he thought to himself, you little punk, acting all tough, huh? Damn, look at your legs trembling there; what's wrong with you, got epilepsy or just being a masochist?
"If you're not buying, then get lost," Guo Dongliang sneered, looking down at Ye Xiaofei and pointed outside, signaling to leave. "What's a grown man doing here, wandering around aimlessly? You got some kind of perverse fixation, coming here for a thrill or something?"
