Li Zhiyuan turned sideways, responding with a shy smile.
Tan Wenbin asked, "Auntie is all dressed up tonight, even wearing high heels."
"Today is my birthday."
"Oh, why didn't you tell me yesterday? If I had known, I would have prepared a cake for you."
"You cheeky kid, always so sweet-talking."
"Auntie, happy birthday."
"Alright, alright, just remember to return the dishes and utensils."
Aunt Ran walked away in her high heels.
Tan Wenbin closed the door.
"Brother Xiao Yuan, I swear I didn't chat about your matter with Auntie. She's the dormitory supervisor, and she knows that the students who move into this dorm aren't ordinary. She had already found out who you were and was even surprised that your photo wasn't in the newspaper among the top students this year."
Li Zhiyuan didn't cooperate with the publicity, and Wu Xinhao didn't insist. After all, it was enough that the top student was from their own high school.
