Simon used a hand to ruffle his hair and extended his other hand to beckon the group to leave without him. Even though he just stood calmly, somehow he seemed to look like a supermodel posing for a picture. "You can leave. I have to stay..."
Without giving Simon the chance to complete his words, a cunning smile appeared on Philip's face, and he raised his eyebrows endlessly and mischievously. "Ah. For the new crush," he declared with a dramatic snicker.
Immediately, Philip tucked his hands into his pockets and looked up to the sky with his signature ever-knowing sage look.
If that person could appear today, then Philip needed to reclaim his ever-knowing sage position.
Upon hearing and seeing Philip's expression, Simon's face gradually turned cold, and he glared at Philip coldly. He parted his lips to say a word, but before he could...
