"Stop howling! It's just someone else's good luck! Pull yourself together. Do you want everyone to laugh at you?" Xiaoshi hoisted her sister, who had buried her head in her shoulder, back to her feet.
Upon hearing this, Dashui regained a bit of composure, but when she turned her head and saw the two still kissing in the corner, she began to wail again.
Xiaoshi stared at Leng Sichen, who was intensely "playing the game," with a hint of suspicion in her eyes.
Eventually, Leng Sichen finished the kiss, thoughtfully wiping the corner of the woman's mouth with the back of his hand as he did so.
The confusion in Xiaoshi's eyes deepened at this sight. Was this still the Leng Sichen she knew, the man who was indifferent to women and had a severe case of germophobia?
All of this was just too bizarre!
"Little sister, you said you'd find me an opportunity. You better not be lying to me!"
"Find an ass! I advise you to give up early. You probably have no chance with this man..."
