Wen Tenglan brought Li Fei into the neighborhood, and just as the two walked downstairs, they suddenly noticed a swarthy figure standing in front of the building. He was about 1.9 meters tall, bare-chested, his body all well-defined muscles, clearly an athlete, and he grinned broadly with thick lips and uneven teeth as he saw Wen Tenglan driving over, calling out, "Hey Miswen, how are you!"
It turned out to be an international student, but his appearance looked more like a thug from the streets of New York.
"Ron?" Wen Tenglan saw the black student coming over, a flash of surprise and displeasure crossing her face, "What are you doing here?"
"Hey Miswen, long time no see, I missed you so I came to hang out," Ron's gaze drifted from Wen Tenglan's beautiful face to Li Fei, "Hey, who is this guy?"
"He's my friend." Wen Tenglan seemed not to like Ron, "I don't have time to hang out, please leave."
"You want to hang out with this guy?" Ron pointed at Li Fei.
"That's right."
