The man has black curly hair, three-dimensional facial features with sharp edges and corners like sculptures, a fair face, deep blue eyes like the sea, and lips of moderate thickness slightly outline a gentle arc.

In appearance, it can be said to take advantage of the mixed race.

But Xing Yun still felt that her boss was better.

The man was elegant in manner, gentle in temperament, and very gentlemanly Xiang Xingyun bowed slightly before standing up straight. With a flawless perfect smile on his face, he made a request to Xingyun in fluent Chinese.

Fu Yichen quietly turned the ring on his hand.

Xing Yun raised her head and first glanced at the big guy beside her.

Seeing that the boss looked calm, it was just that the color of his dark eyes was a little darker.

Xingyun silently ordered a wax for this classmate in her heart.

But this person seems a little familiar, but she can't remember where she's seen it.

"This classmate, do you have anything to do with me? Just say it here."

Xing Yun gently shook the hand that was intertwined with the big guy.

Hearing Xingyun's words, the man looked a little depressed, lowered his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice:

"It's only been a few days, don't you remember me?"

Xingyun: "..."

If you have something to say, can you not speak so ambiguous, and just open the skylight and say something bright?

She always had only seven seconds of memory of the people she had met and the little things she had done.

Simply put, she is rather forgetful.

"I seem to have seen you somewhere, but I don't know you. If you have anything, just say it."

Xing Yun frowned slightly.

She also has a birthday with the boss. Fortunately, there is only one morning class today, and the rest of the time can't be wasted on irrelevant people or things.

The man who heard Xing Yun's words raised his face and put on a smile again, but his eyes stared at Fu Yichen beside Xing Yun, and asked an irrelevant question:

"Who is this student next to Xing Yun?"

Xing Yun rolled her eyes in the bottom of her heart, raised the hand they were holding and shook it in front of the man, "Fiancé."

Seeing the man's dazed and complicated expression, Xingyun pursed her lips and her tone became cold:

"If you have nothing to do, please get out of the way, classmate."

The number of onlookers and discussions gradually increased, and some even picked up their mobile phones to take pictures and videos. Xing Yun pulled the silent boss and planned to bypass the man and walk out of the center of the crowd.

In the chatter of many girls, Xingyun vaguely remembered the information about this man.

He is an exchange student from a foreign country. He is of mixed race. He seems to be quite popular in the school.

As for why Xingyun knew, it was entirely because there were only two girls in her major, and the two naturally became friends.

Another girl would often share some school gossip with her, and it would be hard if she didn't want to hear it.

Xing Yun carefully guarded the boss and walked out of the crowd from the two male students onlookers, but the exchange student seemed to have come with the determination to not give up until the goal was achieved. He rushed up and stopped in front of the two of them.

Xingyun took a deep breath.

hold back.

In the public, no use of force is allowed.

"Student Xingyun, I went to the coffee shop two days ago and was besieged by nearby gangsters. You rescued me, have you forgotten? I wanted to leave a phone call to contact you later to express my gratitude, but you left too quickly. …”

"Goodbye today, I want to invite you to dinner..."