"Oh, then sit here; I'm waiting for someone," Yun Yue said somewhat impatiently as she pulled out her phone. It had been ten minutes already—how come they still hadn't arrived.
Lin Xuanze nodded dumbly and obediently sat down next to Yun Yue.
A pair of round eyes occasionally sneaked glances at her.
She was extremely beautiful, with delicate features, slightly furrowed brows, and some irritability.
Sitting on the stool, her long, slender legs dangled carelessly, wild and proud.
This was his stepsister.
Suddenly, he understood why she was so proud—she was indeed formidable in a fight!
She could easily take on four at once, and he even thought she could take on ten.
The sound of a motorcycle broke the silence outside the milk tea shop.
Students from the vocational school were all too familiar with that sound!
As students of the vocational school, they all feared him—quirky in character, difficult to get along with, a Taekwondo Eighth Dan master—who would dare to provoke him?
