"Hey, isn't this Zhang Bufan, President Zhang?" Ye Chen was startled and immediately flashed a wicked smile. Not for any particular reason, but because he'd found a familiar face, and that familiar face was his punching bag. Basically, every time he saw him, he'd curse him out, almost each time. Ye Chen wore a wicked smile, and when Zhang Bufan saw Ye Chen's grin, he immediately sensed something was off, knowing this guy was surely plotting some mischief.
Zhang Bufan quickly moved closer, then offered a cigarette to Ye Chen, saying, "Come, have one. So? Even with a peerless beauty like Li Ruo, you're still here at the school flirting with girls?"
