An Nan understood now. This man was digging up old grievances, and she had no choice but to go along with the topic, even trying to find words that he would like to hear.
"Um, um, um, I agree, I agree, I also don't like foreigners. I can't stand their smell, that's why I prefer Eastern people, especially like you. And it's the same at school..."
This time, before An Nan finished speaking, the man interrupted her coldly, "What's going on with Zhan Qiyi?"
An Nan instantly shut up, and when she tried to explain, her voice became stammering, "Well, this, Qi Yi, uh, alright, it's something else. Besides, can't I have a friend in college?" She suddenly felt that this man was really petty.
With disdainful laughter flickering in his eyes, Lin Mubai continued coldly, "I think that's not quite right. He clearly confessed his feelings to you."
"Uh, this."
