The man sneered coldly: "Whatever." Full of sarcasm.
With those words, he left without turning back.
Yi Peilan saw him really leaving, stomped her foot angrily, and started chasing after him.
"Hey, what's your name? Why have I never seen you before?"
The man took a long stride and left Yi Peilan behind, clearly not interested in engaging with her.
Unwilling to give up, Yi Peilan chased him: "What kind of attitude is that? I'm talking to you!"
He had encountered many spoiled young ladies like her before; he merely smiled faintly and was too lazy to respond.
Seeing that he didn't take her seriously at all and couldn't even bother to speak to her, Yi Peilan was furious and unwilling, taking a deep breath, she told herself, 'It's okay, it's okay. I'm not CNY, not everyone has to like me. With a stubborn stone like this, I need patience.'
After a few steps, the man suddenly stopped, shook his head, and raised his hand to gently rub the space between his brows.
