Liu Lianlian had an innocent look and a radiant smile, exuding a unique vitality characteristic of a young girl—a quality not possessed by Ding Xiang, Xi Luting, Chen Yanfei, and the others.
They all came from different circumstances, but they shared one thing in common—they were neither lively nor naive.
Their faces were full of collagen, making them look very young. Yet, their way of dealing with people and their behavior notably lacked the liveliness and unrestrained nature of a genuine eighteen-year-old girl.
Liu Lianlian, on the other hand, was very much her age. Her big eyes sparkled with liveliness, she bounced when she walked, and she chattered away when she spoke. When she was in a good mood, her face was full of smiles; when her mood soured, she would instantly put on a cold face, displaying all her petty grievances for the world to see.
To be clear, Han Lie had never liked Liu Lianlian.
Heh, the little flower is ready for picking~~~
