Chapter 782: The Best_1

"You look the best," Alexander Summers said, "no matter who you are, 'you' are always the best-looking in my eyes."

She was always the best in his eyes.

As if she were some kind of treasure, worth all the scheming and snatching, even to the point of defying fate.

Purple Summers lowered her eyelids, the thick long lashes hiding the emotions at the bottom of her eyes, noticing that she had gotten the math problem wrong just now.

"Smooth talker," she murmured softly, crossing out the wrong answer twice and starting to rearrange the formulas to calculate again.

In fact, upon closer thought, she felt bewildered, not understanding what charm she possessed that made Alexander look at her differently.

She considered herself just an ordinary person; if she had to say what was different, maybe it was that she worked harder than her peers, but could "hard work" also be considered a charm?