Song Yaoyao should have been even happier.
"Hey, Miss, where are you from?"
Song Yaoyao was humming a tune lazily and her tender fingers were slowly tapping on her legs. When she heard this question, she replied lightly, "Feng City."
"Oh? That's a big city! Isn't it prosperous there?"
His words were filled with probing. Song Yaoyap noticed that he was driving towards some remote alleys.
Seeing through him, Song Yaoyao raised her delicate eyebrows and sighed. "What? I'm just an ordinary student. That has nothing to do with me."
"Oh? Is that so?"
Great!
The middle-aged man's voice suddenly grew louder, and there was a hint of excitement that could not be concealed.
"So, you're in university now? Are you here with your boyfriend?"
"No."
Song Yaoyao narrowed her eyes, her smile barely visible on the surface.
"I'm alone."
