Chapter 25 - Girlfriend (2/2)

“Just like a wolf….”

“I’m not that beastly, right?”

“Am I not as beautiful as that Tian Tian?”

“You’re even more beautiful.”

“Am I not as charming as that Tian Tian?”

“You’re even more charming.”

“Is my figure inferior to hers?”

“….” Qin Fen studied Song Jia up and down, observing the golden proportions of her figure. He gently shook his head, “It’s even better.”

“Then why can’t I be your girlfriend?”

Qin Fen gently rubbed his head when faced with Song Jia’s relentless pursuit. He secretly speculated just what sort of reaction Lin Liqiang would have if he was in this situation.

“Excellent! There’s a hotel nearby. Let’s communicate with each other on a deeper level, both spiritual and physical….”

This was the answer that Lin Liqiang, the messenger of love, would make, and it appeared within Qin Fen’s mind.

Qin Fen shook his head hard, throwing this fellow’s answer out of his mind.

It was better to think of what Enzo Rota would say. Perhaps Qin Fen could use it….

“….” Enzo Rota’s expressionless appearance of a cool brother appeared within Qin Fen’s mind.

It was only in this moment that Qin Fen discovered something about the friends around him. There seemed to be some problems with their personalities.

Song Jia’s gaze grew hotter and hotter, while Qin Fen felt his headache become worse. He couldn’t tell a girl that her family’s status was too high. That her status was too high. That he could never be match for her.

Such an answer was way too unmanly! And Qin Fen didn’t believe that status wasn’t something that couldn’t be obtained by hard work! Anything was possible! This was the truth Qin Fen firmly believed.

It was just that he went through the abnormal romance of having lost his love without being in a relationship of love. Qin Fen was on edge a bit; he was once bitten twice shy. Plus, it was impossible for one’s love toward another to completely disappear to dust in the blink of an eye. Such a person was never truly in love.

“This…. I just had my heart broken. I need some time to adjust, don’t you think?” Qin Fen awkwardly produced this answer.

“I’m not satisfied at all with this answer, but I can accept it,” Song Jia rubbed her chin, looking like a workplace examiner. “Can I be your first choice once you feel one hundred percent?”

“Yeah,” Qin Fen was not an idiot. The Lady Song beside him was rubbing her chin with one hand and wielding a steak knife with the other. If his answer was no, then only God knew what sort of bloodshed would occur in this restaurant.

“Finally a satisfactory answer,” Song Jia’s slowly loosened the grip on her knife. Qin Fen observed this motion before his eyes, and he mentally let out a breath of relief.