Wang Yue was a little curious and didn't pay Lin Beixing any mind. He said to the somewhat dazed Zhang Wansen, "Hey, want me to tell your fortune? Just hold out your hand so I can read your palm. Of course, it'd be even better if you could give me your birth date and time."
Zhang Wansen had been feeling down because he'd watched his goddess run beneath someone else's umbrella. Wang Yue's words suddenly amused him.
He replied irritably, "Listen, man, were you planning to use that to get close to Lin Beixing just now? What era are you living in? Who falls for that stuff anymore?"
Wang Yue was about to say something else, but Zhang Wansen turned and walked away, clearly not interested in talking to him.
He hadn't gone far when he stopped by the gate and watched Lin Beixing for a while before finally leaving.
Wang Yue had no mind to keep watching Zhang Wansen. Following Zhang Wansen's gaze, he'd seen Lin Beixing left alone in the rain while Zhan Yu, the boy she was pursuing, had already walked away under his own umbrella.
He sighed helplessly. Lin Beixing couldn't have the person she wanted. Wasn't she also the person someone else wanted but couldn't have?
Wang Yue startled himself with that thought. Why did he suddenly feel like he was ready to renounce the world? He quickly shook his head, driving away the strange feeling.
He walked over to Lin Beixing and tried, with genuine concern, to talk some sense into her. "Lin Beixing, it looks like that boy doesn't like you at all. Why force it?"
Lin Beixing knew Zhan Yu didn't like her. But she'd pursued him for so long and had finally won him over. They were even close to getting