An Lan held her head high, looking down at Chen Fan with arrogance, "I'm not short of suitors like you; I've seen all sorts of tricks and am not at all surprised, so don't think that just buying me so many clothes will make me like you."
"However, seeing how you're willing to spend so much money, I don't mind giving you a chance."
"I came to Qingyang Town to have some fun, and I don't like trouble. I'm missing someone to show me around and take me to play. You can follow me during my time on the island."
Chen Fan pondered for two seconds and stared at An Lan, asking, "Are you… not a bit too narcissistic?"
An Lan was slightly startled; narcissism was a word she had never heard from others before.
She wasn't a narcissistic person; it was because there were too many sycophants around her that she had come to think such treatment was only natural.
"What do you mean?" An Lan asked.
