Li Siru sat up straight, feeling a bit uncomfortable, "For my sister's sake, of course I'll say you're okay! After all, you're the eldest son of the top family, you can't be too bad."
"Just because I'm the eldest son of the top family, you think... I'm just okay?" He emphasized the words "just okay."
"Just okay" means ordinary!
Li Siru added, "But no! My sister is so exceptional, her taste in choosing anything is great. Since she chose you, you must be very good too."
"So, speaking for yourself, what do you think of me?" Lu Beiyao's gaze lingered on the contemplative face in the rearview mirror.
Is it so difficult to answer how he is? Does it require frowning and deep thought?
How is he?!
