The Secret to Picking Up Girls

Zhang Yuze felt a surge of anger. This was a blatant provocation. Just as he was about to explode, he held back, wanting to understand the situation first.

“Did you come here just to say this? If you're done, you can leave!” Zhang Yuze took a deep breath, staring intently at the young man's face as he spoke in a low voice.

Seeing that Zhang Yuze didn't react, the young man seemed a little surprised. He looked at him deeply, then smiled. Turning to Liu Mengting, he said gently, "Mengting, I'll come find you next time." After speaking, he left, casting a meaningful glance at Zhang Yuze as he passed by.

“How inexplicable!” Zhang Yuze returned to his seat and muttered indignantly.

“Do you know Fang Zhichao?” Liu Mengting asked, looking at Zhang Yuze with curiosity.

“Fang Zhichao!” Zhang Yuze was a little surprised. He was very familiar with this name; he could be said to be a prominent figure in Seventh High! The leader of the White Tiger Society. Although Zhang Yuze wasn't particularly interested in such things, he couldn't stop the name from reaching his ears!

“How could I possibly know him? You seem to be quite familiar with him!” Zhang Yuze's words were clearly laced with jealousy!

However, Liu Mengting didn't seem to notice. She propped her chin with her right hand, staring with her adorable big eyes, a hint of a smile and admiration in her gaze as she said, “Hmm! He's my cousin's good friend. He's been to my house before! I just didn't expect him to be studying at Seventh High too!”

“So he's just your cousin's friend! Is there any need to make such a fuss?” Zhang Yuze's tone was unpleasant, laced with resentment, as he listened to Liu Mengting's excitement.

“Don't you know? Fang Zhichao is the third place winner in the South Min District's Free Fighting Competition's Youth Group! I don't know how many girls like him!” Liu Mengting said, glaring at Zhang Yuze, clearly blaming him for being ignorant.

“Do you like him too?” Zhang Yuze's heart felt a chill, and he asked with a hint of bitterness. As he spoke, he felt a little nervous.

“I won't tell you! You have no right to know!” Liu Mengting snorted, turned her little head away, and stopped talking.

However, these words relieved Zhang Yuze. Her lack of a clear answer meant things weren't so bad; at least Liu Mengting and that inhumanely handsome young man didn't have any obvious connection.