C325 The Mysterious Man

The breeze blew straight through the window into the classroom, and the books were haphazardly set aside.

Han Yiling was still in a mess. This rose was probably sent by a friend from China in the school. Han Yiling did not care about how handsome it was. Lin Yue did look good, but perhaps Jenny's love for him was out of the ordinary.

"Jenny, you can take this flower." Thinking like this