"Classmate Ye, were you just on the phone with your boyfriend?"
Hu Lijing asked curiously as she watched Ye Xiao hang up the phone.
"Not boyfriend, but fiancé."
As soon as Ye Xiao said this, all the senior students present immediately showed disappointed expressions.
They had noticed Ye Xiao as soon as she got on the bus, originally thinking of finding an opportunity to flirt, but it turned out she already had a fiancé. Indeed, pretty girls are all taken these days.
"Classmate Ye, you even have a fiancé, unlike me who can't even find a boyfriend. People despise me because I'm studying archaeology, thinking that our field involves long-term exposure to netherworld artifacts, which they believe is unlucky."
When Hu Lijing thought about spending her four years of college in the library, she felt like she had wasted her youth, watching others fall in love while she didn't even have anyone pursuing her.
"Let me see your hand. I'll help you look at your love line."
