Knowing that he could never outrun her, Jenson stopped walking.

Whitney stood in front of him, her beautiful face looking extremely aggrieved. "Do you really like girls who take etiquette class or was that just an excuse to make me leave martial arts class?" Jenson peered into Whitney's serious eyes. "I just think you need to go to etiquette class to learn something to get rid of this bandit aura on you."

Whitney said, "Will you like me after I take the etiquette class, then?"

Jenson frowned.

"I don't like girls who are always getting intimate with guys!" Jenson said.

Whitney recalled how she would often have physical contact with guys when she fought with them. It turned out that this was too much for Jenson, who had mysophobia, to bear.

"Okay. I'll do as you say. F*ck, I'll even stop fighting from now on."

Jenson glared at her. "I don't like girls who swear either."

I'd rather be dumb than

Jenson looked at Whitney...

the past three years, she had stayed by his side whenever he was lonely or

stopped chirping, she had dispelled most of his sorrows

his precocious mindset, so he often saw Whitney as his younger sister although she

carefully, "Do you have any other

and said, "Remember this, I'm Jenson Ares from Imperial Capital Grand Asia.

past her and left in a leisurely

spot as though she had been struck

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her graduation procedure before turning up at etiquette class for her

etiquette instructor saw Whitney,

class is suitable for every

placed one foot on the stool and began rolling up her sleeves. "Why

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