Chapter 190 - 182: Who Is He?
Lu Yun looked at him with disdain, annoyed that a grown man could look prettier than a woman, and that wasn’t enough—he also had to act effeminate. She wouldn’t marry such a man even if she were to remain single for life. She couldn’t understand what those girls saw in him, to be dazzled by such a "sissy" to the point of losing all sense.
"If you want a girlfriend, just give the word. I believe at least ninety percent of girls at B University would be willing to do the job for you. I’d rather not get involved."
Out of the corner of her eye, Lu Yun swept a glance around her. She could already feel the waves of malice rolling in from the surroundings. Standing at the entrance of B University’s campus during peak hours, she felt as if she was being sliced by the envious glares of those girls, wishing she could just bleed inwardly.
She looked at Duan Muhong, speechless, her mind failing to recall how this persistently sticky piece of burdock had attached himself to her in the first place.
"I’m already engaged. Please, keep your distance. I don’t want to become the public enemy of all women, nor do I want my fiancé to get the wrong idea. I’m not good-looking at all; I’m really not right for you. You’re suited for those kinds of women who can ’overturn a nation with a single glance, and a city with another.’ Really."
Lu Yun had already screamed in grief countless times internally, but she tried to maintain a calm tone while speaking.
She was indeed not destined to have close girlfriends in this lifetime. From elementary school to middle school, high school, and then to B University in Capital City, for some reason, she was always excluded from the girls’ cliques. Instead, she was occasionally approached by boys expressing their fondness, or covertly passed love letters bubbling with pinkish fantasies, and some even directly asked to develop a "revolutionary friendship" with her.
Faced with those confessions and letters, although she had firmly rejected each one, she initially felt a secret joy... After all, who doesn’t like being popular with the opposite sex?