He Liping didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He never thought his incredibly sharp little brother would be so completely fooled. She wasn't a girlfriend; at best, she was just a fellow alumna.
A fellow alumna?
Still in school?
"No, she graduated a while ago. Your aunt heard from someone that this girl graduated from the same university as me, and so she practically forced me to go."
"How old?"
"Hah!" He Liping chuckled. "You're actually taking this seriously? She's not much older than you. I think she's twenty-one this year, with two older brothers. A very innocent…"
'Why'd you stop? Keep talking! If you weren't interested, He Liping, would you remember everything so clearly?' Shen Weimin watched He Liping, who had stopped mid-sentence, with a teasing look.
He Liping immediately punched him.
Shen Weimin theatrically sucked in a breath, rubbing the spot on his chest where he'd been hit. "Look at you, getting all flustered! There's nothing to be embarrassed about.
