Rumor has it that the ascetic top student senior is handsome and rich, with countless girls chasing after him.
Qi Lin shook her head and sighed. "He's eight feet tall, but unfortunately, he's as cold as ice."
Who would have guessed that one day, in a dim stairwell, the aloof senior would corner her against the wall and murmur, "I've got some bad news for you."
"What?" Qi Lin asked nervously.
"My thoughts about you aren't so innocent anymore."
