Yan Xinxin had never seen such a neurotic and arrogant man!
It was hard to believe Xiao Yize could be this person's brother—one was refined and gentlemanly, while the other was flippant, unruly, and carried a hooligan's vibe.
"You're silent, so that means you're considering it?"
Xiao Yiran playfully leaned closer to Yan Xinxin, suddenly bowing his head to sniff near her ear.
Yan Xinxin quickly stepped back.
"What are you doing?"
"Of course, I just wanted to smell how intoxicating the scent of the campus belle really is."
"Pervert!"
"Haha!"
Xiao Yiran burst into laughter, his frivolous gaze wandering over Yan Xinxin's figure.
"How am I more perverted than your Teacher Mo? So many ventures under his name, yet every single time he has to compete with me for first place—even the university associate professor role wasn't spared."
Despite the grin on his face as he spoke, the look in his eyes was anything but kind.
