The time and place agreed upon, Lin Beichen hung up the phone and turned his head to see three "jealous" faces.
"What's going on?"
With a "what are you guys planning" look on his face, Lin Beichen smiled and said, "Are you guys going to interrogate me?"
"Be serious, stop fooling around!"
Han Yuan, adopting a business-like manner, asked, "How did you manage to trick that sweet-voiced young lady? When did you do it? Is she a student of traditional Chinese medicine? And the most important thing..."
At the end, he couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked, "Do you have any pictures? Let us have a look!"
"What the heck!"
Lin Beichen shook his head helplessly, chuckling bitterly, "She's a high school classmate. She's studying at the Imperial Capital Normal University. It's purely platonic. What are you guys thinking about!"
"In matters of romance, where is there any pure friendship between classmates?!"
