Zhou Siyu's mind stirred, and she turned her head to look at Gu Jianbin, her eyes lighting up.
The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, wearing a plaid shirt and casual gray pants, had fair skin and looked very refreshing and clean, radiating a sunny demeanor.
No boy at her school had ever given off such a vibe.
Her heart pounded fiercely as she saw him looking back, her cheeks uncontrollably blushing a slight red.
But Gu Jianbin merely glanced at her before shifting his gaze away. Girls like her were a dime a dozen at school and on the streets; nothing about her particularly stood out.
"Your son is really handsome, and his grades are so good, you're so lucky," Zhou Lanfang said with a hint of sourness, not expecting someone like Wang Erfeng, who wasn't much to look at, to have such a fine son.
"Isn't that the truth! My son's grades are really great, always coming in first," Wang Erfeng boasted.
