Lu Chuan turned around in confusion and saw a man and a woman standing behind him.
The woman was fairly attractive, heavily made-up, dressed provocatively, as if she were afraid the attention wouldn't focus on her.
The man looked like a rich second generation, his outfit screaming new money from every angle.
It was the woman who had just spoken.
Lu Chuan stared at her for quite a while but couldn't recall who she was, so he asked, "Do we know each other?"
The woman's face was a picture of disbelief as she said, "What, afraid of being recognized and embarrassed to admit you know me? Back in high school, I was class flower-level, how could you possibly not know me? Even if you're going to pretend, at least make it convincing."
Lu Chuan thought hard again but still had no idea who this person was. Seeing the poor attitude from the other party, he retorted, "Crazy."
Then he turned away to ignore her.
