Finnley kept calm but wondered secretly. “What do you want?” “Nothing.” Mya stood upright, blinking. “My fever was gone after I only took his medicine once. Don't you think it’s really magical?”

“He’s a genius pharmacist.”

“Right. I want to make friends with a genius pharmacist.” Worship was written all over her eyes. “It seems he’s handsome, young, and talented.”

Finnley realized what she meant, wondering if she had a crush on Rowan.

Furrowing his brows slightly, Finnley looked at her weirdly, “You guys don’t fit.”

“Fit? Just making friends.” Mya didn't mean that. “Just tell me. Are you willing to introduce or not?”

“No. I'm not willing,” Finnley answered without hesitation.

Mya was surprised, feeling a bit embarrassed. The next second, she returned to normal. “It's alright. I'll ask Ivan to introduce me to him.” Finnley cast down his eyes and continued to read.

After darting at him, Mya felt bored. She suddenly asked, “Hey, do you have a girlfriend?”

know what respect is?” Finnley didn't look at her, staring at his book. He added, “Sometimes, respect means you'll never ask others about

Mya was rendered speechless.

Mya explained hurriedly, “I... I'm curious. I wonder which woman can tolerate a man like

1?” “A neat freak,” she remarked honestly. “You can

After gazing at Mya for a few seconds, Finnley parted his lips.

“You disdain me,

"Or what?” he asked.

down, but Finnley curled his lips into a

Mya felt too awkward.

Finnley was similar to Ivan in terms of his character. One who lies

the mood

living room, sat on

at all. The calmness on his face was similar to the elegant flower in the vase. He couldn't remember

missed his

inside. Lying prone on the

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