Maybe it was Yun Yue's words that had confused him; he stood there, stunned, "What?"
Yun Yue thought her voice had been too low, so she moved a few steps to the side and said in a casual tone, "You! Just as I said!"
"Also, your way of flirting is too cliché."
After she spoke, Xiao Bai's car stopped in front of her. Her slender, fair wrist gently pulled open the car door, and as she leaned in to sit in the passenger seat, Xiao Bai glanced at the young man.
Another big shot at flirting, not even considering his reflection, relying on the Porsche keys in his hand or that ugly face of his?
"Zhao Yang, I told you you'd be rebuffed! This girl is no ordinary person!" Two young men walked up behind him, patting his shoulder in consolation.
That car probably worth fifty million had trailed them all the way, and they still couldn't figure out if those two were a couple.
But this kid just couldn't let it go and had to try to hit on her, only to face rejection.
