Standing in front of him were two girls, one with long, enchanting hair, the other with short, neat hair.
The long-haired girl was the one asking for Shangguan Lingqi's phone number; she had a pure and innocent look, the kind that many men envisioned as a goddess.
At the moment, the long-haired girl looked somewhat embarrassed, but her gaze at Shangguan Lingqi was utterly infatuated.
"Sir, I, I'm not asking for your phone, I'm just asking if I could have your number?" the long-haired girl asked.
"No!" Shangguan Lingqi bluntly replied.
The long-haired girl was taken aback, and then her face turned completely red: "…Sorry for bothering you…"
With that, the girl bowed her head and hurried away.
Si Nuanqian watched this scene, felt a burst of joy inside, and then a bright smile appeared on her face.
She liked this side of Shangguan Lingqi.
His rejection of girls was decisive, with no dragging of feet whatsoever.
