Tang Huai raised her hand and patted Gu Jiajia on the forehead: "What are you thinking about? Am I someone who loves welcoming people that much?"
Do all men have to like her?
Tang Huai didn't think she was that outstanding, nor would she vainly believe that a man looking at her a few more times meant he liked her.
The director Li she modeled after stared at her when he saw her, but it didn't mean he liked her much, and he didn't think much of her either.
"Otherwise, why is he here?" Gu Jiajia asked.
"Stupid woman, why don't you ask the other guests, 'Why are you here? Do you like Tang Huai?'" Zhong Xing glanced at Gu Jiajia contemptuously.
Gu Jiajia was at a loss for words.
"He happens to live on this street," said Tang Huai.
"Oh..." Gu Jiajia seemed to understand, but....
She lowered her head a bit, her eyes smiling brightly with intense gossip: "Tang Huai, your English teacher is really handsome. Like an elegant prince."
