"Oh? A beauty vet!"
Zhao Tienan smacked his lips, looking quite interested as he spoke.
"That's right, she's not only very pretty, but also extremely gentle and thoughtful. She was my schoolmate and really liked me, but I just didn't feel the spark with her. I might as well introduce her to you, and it'll be one less hassle for me."
Xing Zhaolin spoke slowly, every word oozing a sense of superiority.
Indeed, Xing Zhaolin absolutely fits the bill of a tall, rich, and handsome guy, the pride of the rural area.
Not only is he good-looking, but he also carries a particularly aloof demeanor, with a lot of ambition, young and wealthy, and has a real attitude about things.
All these qualities combined make him a very attractive catch for women.
Unfortunately, the women Xing Zhaolin is interested in aren't interested in him, and the ones who like him aren't his type, making everything peculiarly awkward.
"What do you mean?"
