The young man straightened his attire and walked up to Ji Lingling.
"Miss, did you know you resemble someone!"
Ji Lingling was a bit surprised when someone approached her for a chat.
She blinked her lively eyes and asked curiously, "Who?"
The young man smiled graciously and said, "Like my dream girl!"
After saying this, as if by magic, he produced a dewy rose and offered it to Ji Lingling.
"Flowers for a fairy, for you, my dream girl!"
Ji Lingling glanced at Li Chen and shook her head with a smile.
"Thank you, but you've mistaken me for someone else. I'm not your dream girl!"
After speaking, Ji Lingling stopped looking at the young man and instead gazed at Li Chen without blinking, resting her chin on her hand.
Seeing this, the young man felt as if his self-esteem was being ground fiercely into the dirt.
