The man heard Song Yuting's voice and slowly turned around, an enchanting smile on his handsome face.
When Song Yuting clearly saw the other person's face, her smile froze. This man was not Xu Xiangbei; she had mistaken him. Maybe she wanted to see Xu Xiangbei so much that just by looking at his back, she thought it was him.
The handsome man handed the flowers to Song Yuting, with a smug smile: "Old classmate, you can't just have a meal, you have to receive flowers too."
Although this person wasn't Xu Xiangbei, Song Yuting's address was not wrong; he was Ge Fei, Song Yuting and Xu Xiangbei's high school classmate, and also the class monitor.
Song Yuting reluctantly accepted the flowers, awkwardly smiling, "So it's the class monitor, do you have something to discuss with me?"
