The activity room was left with just two people.
"Thank you," Dubian Che said to Kiyono Lin.
"As expected of 'Tokyo's Handsome Man'," Kiyono Lin said with a sneer of contempt, "even though you don't like her, you still managed to pull off a confession in the courtyard. How shameless."
From her perspective, Dubian Che, who didn't speak a single truth, was indeed deceiving Jiutiao Meijie's feelings and deserved to be looked down upon.
"There's a reason I had to do it."
"Money?"
"No."
"Then is it Jiutiao's young body?"
"Well, compared to you, who's essentially flat-chested, Meijie definitely has a bit more charm," Dubian Che said, adding, "I'm referring to the body alone."
"Mr. Dubian, you are too rude. While they may not be particularly large, there is still a slight curve. Anyway, there's no such thing on this earth as 'completely flat-chested' humans."
Dubian Che couldn't help but glance at Kiyono Lin's chest, which indeed seemed to have a slight curve.
