"Coach Ah Ling, it'll be Christmas in two days. Let's have a date." Chen Beiqing has long grown used to being ignored by her. He watched as she approached the water dispenser by the side to fill up her cup and asked her out in a warm voice.
Feng Ling patiently filled up her cup and upset coldly: "No thank you. You should give up. I'm not interested in you."
Chen Beiqing lifted his handsome brows and placed the rose bouquet on her desk. He turned to approach her. "I've been courting you for so long. Can't you tell that my feelings for you are sincere?"
Feng Ling picked up her cup and turned to see that he was standing right by her side. She immediately frowned. "Please make way."
Chen Beiqing did not move. The man was taller than 1.85 meters. As he stood in front of her, who was around 1.70 meters tall, he appeared especially tall.