The guys all whipped out their phones, and when it was Xu Jinyan's turn, he threw out a line: "I don't have WeChat."
The guy sitting next to him couldn't help but blurt out a curse: "Fuck, how can you even say that? I clearly saw you texting a girl on WeChat this morning."
Xu Jinyan replied without changing his expression: "You saw wrong!"
The latter retorted: "...Fine, blame my damn poor sight then!"
Guan Tong wasn't embarrassed, but aside from reaffirming that he's indeed hard to flirt with, it also subtly ignited a trace of her desire to conquer. Despite the countless handsome guys out there, not every single one captures her heart. Besides, if she can't flirt with him, then surely no other girl could either, making him the perfect boyfriend material—no need to worry about someone else stealing him away.
Nevertheless, there was no rush, with plenty of time ahead and sharing the same class, there were ample opportunities. After adding the rest, she put away her phone.
