In the car.
Fang Yichun held her phone, checking a list as she asked questions from an MBTI personality test to figure out Lin Chu's type.
Lin Chu answered casually. He responded to every question, but some of his answers were truthful, while others were not.
Hiding parts of his true self had already become a man's instinct.
Still, he found it amusing.
'I must be bored out of my mind, playing house with this little girl.'
But... his body betrayed his words.
When faced with the earnestness of an eighteen-year-old girl, it was really hard for a man to keep a straight face. Even just teasing her was quite fun.
This continued until she had asked all the questions.
"Wow, you're an INTP! The most mysterious personality type!"
She exclaimed in surprised delight as she looked at the results on her phone, now completely relaxed.
INTP, a rare personality type!
She even felt the same excitement as drawing a rare card in a game.
Lin Chu: ...
"What's so mysterious about it?"
