"Jiayan, do you know this lady?" Madam Lin steadied her assistant to stand properly, her expression unclear as she looked at Lian Lan who was still lying on the ground.
Lin Jiayan's expression was indifferent, his tone calm: "She's a junior from the same school."
Madam Lin, seeing her son's detached and calm gaze, knew that her son had no interest in this woman and felt relieved: "Please have this female student stand up, Mom is waiting for you at the dining room."
"I…" Although Madam Lin said so, Lin Jiayan did not truly help Lian Lan to her feet, and it was under the whispers of the surrounding staff, Lian Lan finally clumsily got up by herself, unable to utter a word.
Lin Jiayan truly did not expect Lian Lan to be so scheming. Having failed to pursue him in school, she had actually sought out Madam Lin, which made his impression of Lian Lan even worse.
