Leng Yan coldly glanced at Huang Jinhong, "Idiot."
"Hey, hey, Leng Yan, watch your words. How am I an idiot? I was just looking out for you because I saw you were interested in the junior girl, so I decided to help you out. But I didn't expect that the junior girl wouldn't even give you a second glance. You're a hotshot from Beijing University—how could she resist? Is she playing hard to get, or does she already have someone in her heart?" Right after the junior girl answered that phone call, her previously indifferent expression immediately softened. She might really have someone in her heart.
"Hey, do you think... that phone call just now was from her sugar daddy?" Huang Jinhong stroked his chin and speculated.
Leng Yan frowned at Huang Jinhong, "What are you blabbering about?"
"I'm not blabbering. You know Liu Wan as well as I do. The person in that Mercedes who didn't get out might very well be the junior girl's sugar daddy."