"What's wrong?"
Leaning against the wall, Rowdy Brightwill pressed his forearms, inexplicably staring at her.
"Nancy Phillips is interested in you, do you know that?" Without any idle chat, Flossie Wright asked him directly.
Mentioning this, Flossie Wright couldn't help but feel a headache.
She didn't want to get involved with Rowdy Brightwill and Nancy Phillips, but seeing Rowdy Brightwill's foolish appearance, after thinking it over, she still couldn't help but to clarify things to Rowdy Brightwill.
"..."
The sudden news made Rowdy Brightwill stare with surprise.
What?
Nancy Phillips…?
For a moment, Rowdy Brightwill felt as if thunder was rolling in the sky, as though he had heard something unbelievable.
Many people had been interested in him, and he had received countless love letters since he was little. Rowdy Brightwill naturally knew about this.
But—
Nancy Phillips, that tomboy?
Rowdy Brightwill was immediately dumbfounded.