Under the intense gaze of everyone, Li Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, looked at Xie Han and said, "It's just making friends, right? Sure..."
Xie Han's face lit up with joy, but Li Xiaoxiao continued, "But let me put it upfront—I don't care if you're a rich second generation or whatever. If I like you, you're my world. If I don't, no matter how wealthy or powerful you are, I won't pay you any attention. I am quite fickle. You can ask Xiao Nuan, before I met you, how many boyfriends did I have? My exes could hold hands and circle S City..."
Xie Han let out a breath, turned around to look at Fu Mingyu and smiled, "Bro, do you remember what you said about me before?"
Fu Mingyu might not remember other things, but he remembers clearly that phrase about circling S City.
That night, Wen Yu was celebrating her 18th birthday, Wen Nuan had been bullied, and Xie Han had asked Fu Mingyu to introduce Wen Nuan to him. It was then he had described Xie Han this way.
