"Auntie, auntie, do you think the Yan Family's people will come?" the girl asked with a pair of bright, curious eyes.
Bai Ran replied indifferently, "How would I know?"
Bai Xiangxiang covered her chest with one hand, her cheeks flushing with a young girl's shy redness: "It would be great if the Yan Family's people came too; I could finally meet the male god I've been dreaming about."
With the appearance of a girl in the throes of springtime yearnings, Bai Ran couldn't help but curl her lips: "Oh? Your male god?"
Bai Xiangxiang immediately nodded vigorously: "It's the Eldest Young Master Yan, Yan Song. You don't know how popular he is at our school. Almost all the girls have a crush on him, including me. I've seen him play basketball, and he's just so cool. If he would just speak a single word to me, I'd be willing to die content...."
The way the girl spoke revealed her longing for love and a willingness to risk it all.
Bai Ran watched her and unconsciously smiled.
