Luo Yan looked at X, shaking her head, "No."
X playfully curled his lips, surveying Jian Xi and Luo Yan. Of course, his focus was on Luo Yan.
"Why is the young lady crying like this? Heartbroken?" X asked.
Luo Yan: "..."
How can you hit a sore spot?! Heartbreaking!
"Don't speak carelessly. We don't know you, please sit at another table." Jian Xi said.
X only glanced at her, continuing to look at Luo Yan, "Young lady, do you need help?"
"No need," Luo Yan said, "Sir, please sit at another table. My girlfriends and I are having a private chat, this is inconvenient."
"Girlfriends? Ha, that's a fresh term." X chuckled, "Miss Luo looks very familiar."
Luo Yan became wary, "Who are you?"
"Who I am isn't important, but I can help you. I know the man you like."
"And then? Can you make him turn straight, like women?"
X thought for a moment, nodding, "I can."
"Ridiculous!" Luo Yan sneered, not knowing if she was mocking X or mocking herself.
