"Young master, let me leech off a ride." Luo Chen announced. Before Qi Yusen could reject him, he shut the door.
Qi Yusen glanced over Luo Chen's dirty and stained clothes, and said in an angry tone, "My car!"
"Ah… I'm sorry." Luo Chen habitually went to scratch his head. But he noticed his dirty hands and stopped himself, "I'll clean it for you later. I'll make sure it goes back to its pristine condition."
Ning Ye laughed, "Young master Luo, what happened? Why do you appear so exhausted?"
"Don't even bring it up!" Luo Chen was furious, "On campus just now, Fu Siying's dumb@ss fans started throwing rotten eggs and vegetables at us. So I'm now the way I am."
Ning Ye glanced over him with sympathy and sighed, "Fans these days are terrifying."
Luo Chen, "Exactly."
Then, he looked over to the man who was nothing but cold and became fixated on his stained dress shirt and white dress pants.
