150 For the Same Reason

When Jiang Chen stepped into the ice cream parlor again, he saw an entertaining scene that his face could not help but reveal a thoughtful expression.

Ayesha in a black dress was sitting at the table. Her original impassive face was now layered with frost.

Across from her, an East Slavic young man was talking to her rather enthusiastically.

"Hey, gorgeous, may I know your name?" The young man with aquiline nose gazed at Ayesha’s eyes in what he obviously deemed as romantic.

Ignored.

"Ahem, I seemed to have seen you somewhere before."

No response.

Oleg stared at Ayesha in embarrassment. From a gentleman’s perspective, if the other party had clearly expressed no interest, then pestering would only be regarded as cumbersome. But how could he endure it? Towards someone who was remarkably handsome, romantic, and suave like him, would there be someone who would thoroughly ignore him?