Jian Qingqing covered her lips and let out a coquettish laugh, then looked at Nianyang. "You can't put it like that. Speaking of connections, my network is nothing compared to Chu Nianyang's."
Nianyang lifted her eyelids and glanced over with a faint look.
He Huixi let out a derisive snort. "What kind of connections could she possibly have?"
Jian Qingqing smiled with hidden meaning.
"You guys probably don't know this, but this Chu Nianyang actually knows that Dr. Lu from our school. I know him too—he's famous for being indifferent to women, never takes the initiative to talk to girls, yet he's so close to Chu Nianyang. Chu Nianyang really does have quite the skills…"
Those words were downright suggestive, as if Nianyang had been randomly seducing people.
Nianyang's head was swimming now; she didn't feel like wasting breath on this white lotus. She gave a cold snort, stood up and walked out, slamming the door behind her.
