In their view, this male student looked sleazy, with lecherous eyes, and not a single good trait. They really didn't know what those girls saw in him; with their looks, if they really wanted to latch onto a rich man, they could aim for someone much better.
Qinghe and Xiang Lanlan exchanged a glance, both seeing the gleam of interest in each other's eyes. They might as well have some fun then. So, they both slammed the table and stood up, a sense of an imminent fight in the air.
Wulai, watching beauties about to fight over him, couldn't care less about his wet pants and hurriedly stood up to mediate, "Ladies..." He realized he had been talking for so long without knowing their names, but now was clearly not the time to ask.
