Xu Jing, shocked, instinctively turned around only to see Little Shan standing there with his hands in his pockets, wearing a mischievous grin.
"Little Shan?"
"When did you get here?" Xu Jing was extremely excited.
Little Shan walked up to Xu Jing, smiling broadly.
"I just happened to hear your confession."
"So, you love me that deeply, huh?"
"You, you shameless! Who loves you deeply?"
Xu Jing's face instantly turned red with embarrassment, and she shyly lowered her head.
Hu Caixia, standing beside, also froze for a moment upon seeing Little Shan.
She then understood why Xu Jing was so lovestruck.
He's really handsome.
With rosy lips and white teeth, refined and cultured, pristine demeanor, and a young, handsome face. Isn't he just the perfect heartthrob?
In contrast, standing beside her own, Zhao Li, old, ugly, and dark skin tone, indeed, without comparison, there's no harm.
No, she couldn't let herself lose face like this.
