Compared to getting up early, not seeing Lu Chenyuan was more unbearable for her.
Coming out of the cafeteria, Lin Yan's tall figure and delicate facial features, especially her brows and eyes which were gentle as a painting, resembled a beauty from Jiangnan.
A woman of such ethereal beauty walking down the street attracted quite a few glances.
Qin Shu, holding Lin Yan's arm, curiously probed, "Do you have a boyfriend? You should have come to register earlier, and the title of 'campus belle' would have been yours, instead of letting Zhao Wan'er be so arrogant."
Lin Yan smiled faintly, "I have a boyfriend."
She wasn't interested in the title of campus belle. There was a saying that the tallest blade of grass gets cut down first.
Back when she was in high school in the county town, it was because she was too pretty that the unforgettable campus bullying happened to her. She would never forget the faces of those girls.
