Tonight Liu Bing'er helped deal with Zhu Sikun, so Lin Fan couldn't refuse.
"Alright, I'll stay. Take care of yourself, don't drink too much," Lin Fan said.
Liu Bing'er giggled, "Brother Lin, when you say that, you sound like my dad."
As she spoke, Liu Bing'er returned to play with her classmates.
Lin Fan was taken aback, he couldn't help but smile wryly. How did he sound like her dad? They weren't that many years apart. Nowadays, do young girls not accept caring anymore?
Lin Fan hadn't felt it before, but now suddenly felt a generation gap with Liu Bing'er. However, this feeling... was quite amusing.
The university students were energetic, and their partying became quite wild, before they knew it, it was almost midnight.
At this time, in the corner of the room, several classmates were whispering, among them was the previously unfriendly-looking handsome guy.
"What exactly is Lin Fan's background?" the handsome young man said in a deep voice.
