Lu Yun looked at him with disdain, annoyed that a grown man could look prettier than a woman, and that wasn't enough—he also had to act effeminate. She wouldn't marry such a man even if she were to remain single for life. She couldn't understand what those girls saw in him, to be dazzled by such a "sissy" to the point of losing all sense.
"If you want a girlfriend, just give the word. I believe at least ninety percent of girls at B University would be willing to do the job for you. I'd rather not get involved."
Out of the corner of her eye, Lu Yun swept a glance around her. She could already feel the waves of malice rolling in from the surroundings. Standing at the entrance of B University's campus during peak hours, she felt as if she was being sliced by the envious glares of those girls, wishing she could just bleed inwardly.
