As Qiao Yue walked, she vaguely heard the students' comments about her. It was mostly about her appearance. It seemed that her identity as the fifth young master of the Qiao family had not been publicized yet.
"Is he a student here? He's so handsome!"
"I don't think so. He's so good-looking. If he was from our school, he would have been found out long ago."
"With his face, he can even be a celebrity. No, he's more handsome than many celebrities."
"Eh! Who do you think is more handsome, him or our school hunk Qiao Yu?"
"Qiao Yu, I guess! I can love his gentle and refined temperament for an entire year. "
"I still think this one is more handsome! A handsome bad boy, my cup of tea!"
Although the girls weren't loud, Qiao Yue hearing was excellent from years of practicing martial arts and she heard every word. When she finally heard a girl say that she liked her more, Qiao Yue turned her head and flashed the girl a handsome smile.
