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“Regardless of everything, Mark, you have us. We’ll step into the battlefield together and become the kings of Chanaean music!” Sunny exclaimed.

Since the girl he liked did not like him in return, he might as well focus on work instead.

After all, the career-driven Mark was attractive.

He would not have had that many female fans otherwise.

“Yeah. You’re right. We’ll work hard together and become kings of Chanaean music!” Mark reached out, and the other four stacked their hands above his.

That’s right! Why should I waste my time on fleeting concepts like romance? Since I can’t get her, I should focus on work instead. My passion has to go somewhere.

After Mark and the others left, Sophie lay down on the couch. She was most annoyed with Chanaean exams, for too many things needed to be written.

She could still feel the slight ache in her wrist.

Seeing her rotating her wrist non-stop, Tristan came over to sit by her side. After taking her hand, he gently massaged her wrist for her.

“What’s wrong? Does your wrist hurt?”

“I’ve been writing for too long, so my wrist is a little sore,” she explained. It was not that she was whiny, but she was just that uncomfortable.

“I see.”

Tristan said nothing else as he continued to massage her wrist. He used the right amount of force, and that made her relax.

While Tristan was focused on massaging her wrist, Sophie was focused on staring at his face.

Wow… It feels like I’m falling for him again. Am I really that shallow? His looks are exactly my preference. I never thought he was this handsome in the past, so why am I falling deeper and deeper for him the longer I’m with him? What a strange thing.

“What’s the matter? Why are you staring at me?” Even Tristan, the model child of calmness, was starting to feel ill at ease at her continuous stare.

“I was just wondering how someone can be this attractive,” Sophie frankly replied.

Tristan was speechless for a moment, for he never expected her answer to be that.

Am I being flirted with?

If someone were to ask him how it felt to have his looks praised by his girlfriend, Tristan might not be able to give them an answer.

All of a sudden, Sophie stood up and grabbed his chin before narrowing her eyes at him.

“What’s the matter? Am I wrong?”

Sophie, at that moment, was extremely alluring.

Tristan’s heart was even starting to pound louder.
“Regerdless of everything, Merk, you heve us. We’ll step into the bettlefield together end become the kings of Cheneeen music!” Sunny excleimed.

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