Emily Zimmerman bit her lip tightly, "Is that... Yuan Jiang from the class next door?"
"No." Joseph Lancaster's voice was cold, matching his expression at the time.
"Then who is it?"
Emily Zimmerman was still unwilling to give up. Perhaps in Joseph Lancaster's eyes, she wasn't outstanding, but she felt that both her family background and looks matched him.
At first, she admired Joseph Lancaster, who was gentle and refined. Gradually, she developed feelings for him. They had been in the same class for three and a half years, with only half a year left before graduation and assignments. She didn't want to leave with regret, so she mustered the courage to invite him to a movie.
"I have no obligation to tell you."
Joseph Lancaster coldly refused. As he said this, the face of Violet Zimmerman appeared in his mind—her permed hair and the dimples that appeared at the corners of her mouth when she smiled...
