Kadan squinted his eyes and examined the red-haired girl with interest, smiling.
"Not bad, come over." He beckoned.
Gu Xia appeared calm, stood up, traversed the crowd, and slowly walked toward Kadan.
"How old are you?"
"24," Gu Xia responded nonchalantly.
"24? A bit old..." Kadan finished his sentence, and Gu Xia felt, damn, 24 is old? You're a dirty old man over 50, still messing around with women?
And to be honest, Gu Xia had intentionally concealed a year; after the Spring Festival, she'd already be 25.
Being disliked for being old, that feeling is really... bittersweet, she kept consoling herself, never mind, don't bother with a dying man.
This dirty old man is really wicked...
Seeing Gu Xia staying silent, Kadan raised his head again and asked, "What's your name?"
"Gu Chunhua."
Kadan frowned, "What's the meaning behind this name?"
"Yes, my dad said I'm the most beautiful woman in our village, the village flower, so he called me Gu Chunhua."
