"Good morning," Han Yifan said with a smile, revealing a set of white teeth, looking clean and refreshingly neat after just washing his face and rinsing his mouth.
He was actually quite handsome too, just not in the aloof and unapproachable way of Bo Yan, nor the refined gentlemanly style of Glasses Guy. If one had to pinpoint, he resembled the type of boy commonly seen in Europe and America, fun-loving, outgoing, with a multitude of girlfriends—somewhat of a playboy image.
But this was definitely not the type Shang Feifei liked, so she simply couldn't get it. However, not getting it wasn't a big deal, since their current relationship, well, was pretty messy.
Shang Feifei just casually nodded her head as a greeting, but Han Yifan was different. He leaned in with a smile and said, "You're really beautiful."
