As the five of them were walking, a pink-haired young girl with beautiful eyes pulled Ye Lingchen all of a sudden.
She was likely cosplaying a character from Balala the Fairies, and was even holding a magic wand in her hand.
"Hey handsome, would you want my contact info? I'll give you a twenty percent discount." Her voice was sweet, but her sentences made Ye Lingchen a little confused.
What was up with discounts for contact information?
"No thanks."
"How about thirty percent off, or forty percent off!" the girl shouted from behind.
Ye Lingchen smiled and left right away.
"F*ck man, this is illogical!" Hao Jian fished out a mirror from God-knows-where—that even had a comb that came with it—and started combing his hair.
While combing, he frowned and muttered to himself, "Why is this happening? Ye'zi would be just slightly more handsome than me if he showed his face, but he's wearing a mask now. Still, girls are sticking themselves to him upside down. Why?"
