Many boys were pursuing her, as it seemed that every guy from a well-off family wanted to woo this campus beauty.
But the handsome guy in front of her, despite his excellent family background, surprisingly wasn't chasing her, proving he wasn't just ordinarily low-key.
Or was it that he looked down on her?
Haha, she was mistaken.
It wasn't that Lin Zhenghui was low-key—he was simply aware of his own status. With his humble farmer background, he could never pursue such a campus beauty.
Pretty girls often belonged to the wealthy, and it was hard for the poor to afford them.
"How is it going, are you happy working here?" Lin Zhenghui leaned in close to her, eyes looking down from above, peering down her neckline.
Although he couldn't see the glorious red plum atop her snowy peaks, he could see a finely crafted bra snugly holding her two snowy mounds, protecting them like a shield.
