No Substitutes for the Bigshots' Dream Girl Anymore!-Chapter 147: One Year Older than You
The young man was so innocent that even his eyes radiated pure and clear naivety. Whenever someone asked him something, he felt compelled to spill every detail he knew. πππππ¨π²πππ¨π―ππ.ππΌπΊ
Hannah just patiently listened, smiling at the sight of the young man blushing in front of her.
The young man paused, scratching the back of his head in confusion, and looked at the lively beauty in front of him, asking shyly, "Did I say something wrong?"
Hannah blinked, looked at the boy who stood half a head taller than her, and patted his shoulder with a teasing tone, "Youβre such a child."
Although he was quite grown, his eyes still retained the genuineness of a child, unmasked and honest, open to be teased by everyone.
Just like when Edison Lynch teased her earlier, it wasnβt Roy Yarnβs fault, but because he knew Edison, Roy took on the majority of the blame.
This kind of young man, if not for those people, shouldβve had an enviable life. He didnβt do anything wrong, but in the end, he suffered such a fate.
Thinking this, the laughter in her eyes faded slightly, and she retracted her hand from the young manβs shoulder.
Roy Yarn, however, didnβt notice the change in Hannahβs demeanor, he just sheepishly said in a trembling voice, "No, no, I... Iβm actually a year older than you."
Hannah raised an eyebrow, "Do you know me?"
This was only their second meeting, and she didnβt introduce herself the first time they met.
Roy Yarn was not good at keeping secrets. As soon as Hannah asked this question, he confessed, "My friends went to ask about you for me."
Once he finished speaking, he quickly added, worried Hannah might be angry, "They didnβt have any ill intentions, and neither did I. I just wanted to get to know you."
His face was so red it looked like he might start bleeding.
Hannah sighed inwardly, she had never met such a shy young man before.
Just like a child.
Talking about being a year older than her, really, if he wanted to be that strict, he should call her βgrannyβ.
Thinking this, Hannahβs eyes lit up with amusement, her faint blush even more enchanting.
Roy Yarn snuck a glance and just blushed even more, looking down again.
Inside, he was thinking.
Sheβs really pretty, even prettier than our pet white cat at home, named "Elizabeth".
He didnβt know why, but when he saw Hannah, he instinctively thought of the cat at home.
Luckily, Hannah didnβt know about this little thought of his.
Otherwise, she would be furious for days.
How dare anyone compare her to a cat!
Roy Yarn stuttered for a while, not knowing what to say. He was worried that the girl in front of him would get angry, so he said, "The concert is about to start, let me show you inside."
Hannah nodded, allowing the gentle and reserved young man to lead her into the Great Hall.
Perhaps because there were too many people in the front hall, Roy, considering that Hannah was wearing high heels, was worried she might get bumped, so he led her towards the back door instead.
Doing so inevitably led to running into their classmates and friends who were also performing that day in the green room.
Seeing them, someone came over to joke, "I told you this boy was waiting in vain at the entrance, but look now..."
The guy trailed off, giving Hannah a meaningful look.
She was dressed in a slimming black dress, her black hair against fair skin, her long hair draped loosely over her shoulders. Her radiant beauty was absolutely stunning.
