South Grant coughed so hard his throat hurt, and after catching his breath, South made a disdainful face and said:
"Your brother is too much of a hipster; I prefer someone more rugged."
Wendy Lynch looked at her, the gratitude and admiration in her eyes just now shattered into pieces.
"South, are you really the type that likes men?" She tolerated it, thinking that if she just worked hard enough, she'd eventually set him straight.
But, he's the type that likes men!
Is she about to end this before it's even started?
South looked at Wendy's expression now and felt a bit guilty.
Who said only men struggle with beauty's grace; now she knew how it felt.
Wendy suddenly realized, no, something's off!
He was lying to her!
"South, you say you like rugged types, not hipsters, then what was that sneaky kiss with my brother at our villa in the spring?"
South: "..."
South felt like he was about to collapse.
What on earth was going on in this little girl's mind?
