Shen You’an recently heard too many words like this; she thought she would remain indifferent, but she found she simply couldn’t.

Just as she was about to retort, a girl’s hesitant, soft voice came from behind: "Se...seni..., I like you... This is a cake and a card I made myself, please accept my feelings."

The gaze of everyone present was instantly drawn to the pair of standing and seated teenager and girl.

Through Shen You’an’s shoulder, You Shiyi looked forward and said eagerly, "What a brave girl, daring to confess to Liu Runxi."

Shen You’an’s hand tightened around her chopsticks, yet she didn’t turn back.

She was the only one in the restaurant not to turn back.

You Shiyi scrutinized the girl: "She seems to be a junior from freshman year, elected with high votes in the recent school flower selection, what’s her name?"

Shen You’an didn’t participate in the selection because if her name appeared, others would lose the point to join; it is more exciting to have many flowers blooming, so Shen You’an could only be the uncrowned queen.

Jiang Yumo reminded her, "Zhan Xue Ning."

"Yes, yes, Zhan Xue Ning, she’s pretty, has a great figure, and a nice personality. Being able to get into De Ren, she’s smart, and I heard her dad is the richest man in Yunzhou, so her family is wealthy, a true white, rich, and beautiful girl, she has the capital and confidence."

You Shiyi supported her chin with one hand and said with interest: "I want to see if the flower on high, God Liu, might be pulled from his pedestal by a worldly flower of wealth."

Shen You’an’s long lashes fell, perfectly hiding her emotions beneath.

She slowly stirred the rice on her plate, putting it into her mouth, yet having no idea what it tasted like.

You Shiyi suddenly remembered something: "But aren’t freshmen on winter break? Why is she still in school?"

Jiang Yumo helplessly said, "Did you forget? The top class needs extra lessons; De Ren’s teaching intensity is different from other schools."

"I’m sorry, I don’t like you."

The boy’s cold voice had no warmth at all, freezing people to the bone.

Everyone was relieved, this was indeed the flower on high, God Liu.

The refusal was so straightforward and neat, yet maintained the courtesy and manners of a gentleman.

The girl’s face turned pale, her tender red lips bit and bit, like a rose blooming brilliantly, beaten by rain, even more spectacularly beautiful and pitiful.

Those boys watching this scene had their hearts broken, Shen You’an might be beautiful but not alluring; this lively and charming beauty is truly peerless.

Damn Liu Runxi; you don’t understand charm; you deserve to be single for life.

Zhan Xue Ning’s eyes shimmered with moisture, paired with her incomparably delicate and fresh face, what kind of man could refuse such beauty must be cold-hearted.

"Senior, you didn’t even look at me, how do you know you don’t like me?"

You Shiyi clicked her tongue and shook her head: "This reminds me of a famous line from a classic work."

Then You Shiyi imitated the line with a theatrical air: "You speak of emptiness, yet keep your eyes shut; if you open your eyes and see me, I don’t believe you see nothing. Afraid to open your eyes to see me, what about emptiness then?"

Jiang Yumo said crossly: "You stop, is Liu Runxi afraid? He sees everyone as air, truly cold-hearted, even if a fairy came, it would be useless."

You Shiyi pouted: "Alright, Liu Runxi is too dull, I really wonder what kind of woman could win his heart in the future."

Jiang Yumo subconsciously glanced at Shen You’an opposite, signaling You Shiyi to be quiet with her eyes.

Liu Runxi finally lifted his head and looked at the girl before him.

Zhan Xue Ning couldn’t contain her joy, her youthful and lovely face filled with delight, making it hard for anyone to refuse.

But soon the smile on Zhan Xue Ning’s face froze.

The boy’s gaze was chilling like a knife, piercing painfully on her face, with merely a glance, he looked towards the window behind her, without the slightest hesitation or pause.

The stunning impact she imagined was mere fantasy.

"I have someone I like," he said.

He picked up his tray and left amidst the stunned attention of everyone.

As he passed Zhan Xue Ning, his cold voice drifted into her ear.

"Don’t bother me again."

Zhan Xue Ning’s face suddenly turned pale, standing stiffly in place.

Unwilling, she turned her head, shouting towards the departing boy’s back: "It must be a pretext for rejecting me; I won’t believe it."

The little princess, who had never faced setbacks, had tears slipping from the corners of her eyes, stubbornly wiping them away as she ran off covering her face amidst sympathetic or gloating glances from the crowd.

You Shiyi stroked her chin and pondered: "Is it really just an excuse from Liu Runxi to reject her? I don’t believe it; who is this person he likes?"