Shen Lang understood.
So it was just another story about a kid who couldn't get candy and blamed his parents for playing favorites.
But what did any of that have to do with her?
The claim that she liked his brother, or even had a relationship with him, was a complete fabrication.
She, the great Shen Huoshui, might be a player, but she wasn't one to leave a trail of broken hearts or sleep around. 'Where were all these supposed relationships coming from?'
'Making things up out of thin air... he really is something else.'
"You're too sensitive," she said after a moment of silence.
"A little sensitive, maybe." He lowered his head, the corners of his thin lips curling up slightly. "Look at me. Am I a lost cause?"
"Kind of." She looked him up and down and gave her answer with a smile. "You're an extreme person, and a little too much so."
