The boy looked fairly clean-cut, but at first glance, he seemed a bit greasy, and his gaze wasn't quite direct.
As he got out of the car, his expression wasn't pleasant, and he coldly said to Lin Shuangxu, "Lin Shuangxu, I didn't expect you to be this kind of person. Your department said you were a proper girl, and I thought you were different from the others. Turns out you are the same. If you're not going to accept, then why did you take my flowers, only to throw them in the trash?"
Lin Shuangxu's eyes widened, "When you said you wanted to pursue me, didn't I reject you? Those flowers were forced on me. If I don't want them, should I not throw them in the trash and instead take them back to my dorm? And then let you mistakenly think I've accepted your confession?"
The boy's face turned ugly as he reached out his hand, "Two hundred bucks."
"What?"
"Flower money."
Lin Shuangxu burst out laughing in anger, even with her good disposition, at that moment she felt like cursing.
