Only then did the bespectacled man seem to notice Tang Changsheng. His expression soured at once, and a hint of hostility crept into his eyes! If Tang Changsheng still couldn't tell what was on the man's mind, he might as well buy a block of tofu and smash his head against it!
But Tang Changsheng didn't take such things to heart. If a beauty like Ling Xiaoyu had no admirers, that would be a wonder indeed.
Either that, or every man in Weilan Castle was blind... and that clearly wasn't the case!
Tang Changsheng had plenty of confidence in himself, and just as much in Ling Xiaoyu.
Besides, his eye was sharp. One glance told him that this bespectacled fellow was plainly the sort of bookworm women didn't much like.
"Hello. I'm Ling Xiaoyu's boyfriend. You can call me Tang!" Tang Changsheng generously held out his hand.
The bookworm looked rather uncomfortable. "Uh, I'm Tom. Listen, Ling, do you remember saying you wanted to see that exhibition?"
"Of course I do," Ling Xiaoyu said with a smile. She turned to Tang Changsheng. "Tom's a senior in the archaeology department. His department is putting on a private exhibition, apparently in collaboration with the Metropolitan Museum. There'll be quite a few antiques from the East..."
Tang Changsheng's eyes lit up. "I'd like to see it too. Think you could find a way to get me in, Tom?"
Tom felt a pang of bitterness, but also a flicker of pride. It seemed this was the one thing he could show off: making his "rival" ask him for a favor...
In truth, the bookworm couldn't bring himself to refuse. After hemming and hawing for a while, he said, "All right. I'll see what I can do, but..."
Before he could finish, Ling Xiaoyu said