"Where is your family from?"
"Just assume it's from the Imperial Capital."
"Is Luo Meixiang really your cousin?"
"Do I need to lie about that?"
"Who knows, you men love to brag."
"Think whatever you want."
Yuan Yanan chatted idly, gradually frowning with displeasure.
Being one of the three school beauties of the Foreign Affairs College, she was now drinking and actively chatting with him. Yet, he was only giving perfunctory responses, lacking any patience to converse.
Lin Beichen, do you think too highly of yourself?
Before coming, persuaded by the other two girls, Yuan Yanan had planned to entice Lin Beichen a bit and see if he would take the bait.
But this guy was as stubborn as a block of wood, never showing a shred of gentlemanly demeanor.
Yuan Yanan stared intently at Lin Beichen, disappointment flashing in her eyes.
This guy was like an unremarkable stone on the roadside, exuding nothing but incompetence and mediocrity, with no traits to attract any girl.
