"Zachary Armstrong, acting like this, you'll never find a woman for a lifetime." Alice Smith dodged faraway, maintaining a distance of nearly two meters from him.
"Nonsense! Forefather can have any woman I want! Besides, no matter how miserable I am, I can't be worse than Shane Winchester. I think he's the one who won't find a woman for a lifetime!"
"..."
Alice Smith remained silent, and she grabbed her illegal drugs bag. In the end, they decided to go out to eat some stuff together. After all, no matter what happens, life must go on.
Zachary Armstrong helped Alice Smith lock the flower shop's main gate, while he couldn't help but complain: "Is this worth locking? Who on the pathway decides to steal your few roots!"
"Roots..." Alice Smith couldn't help but roll her eyes, clearly, they're flowers, aren't they?
But as soon as she finished speaking, she met Zachary Armstrong's gaze. Seeing him stop his actions, she couldn't help but ask: "What's wrong?"
