Lord Zhan Is Easy on the Eyes and a Little Sickly

1. The year Ruan Zhan was in his final year of high school, a new student transferred into his class. At the time, he was leading his classmates in their once-a-month mahjong game, where everyone could blow off steam to their hearts’ content. 2. The new student was impossibly beautiful. In a word: delicate features, clear eyes, and an aloof, icy aura. One look at her, and Ruan Zhan felt his collar grow a little tight. 3. The first person Bai Yu saw when she walked in was the famous heartthrob of Mingde High, sitting by the window. Less than ten minutes later, he’d already ruined her first impression. “My first impression of you really was great. Then you blew it, and I thought what a waste of such a handsome face. You don’t even know how to flirt.” Hearing that, Ruan Zhan pressed a hand to his forehead. Then, in a deep voice with a playful lilt, he said, “Girlfriend, don’t you think I’m much better than that? Give me a chance to flirt with you, hmm?”