"Listen to her, listen to her." Mr. Shen had no choice but to compromise.
The driver immediately turned the car towards the War Wolf Rescue Team.
Sheng Ning observed An'an's attitude, the tone of her voice, and her eyes throughout. The Living Yama was right; she had indeed changed, likely since Han Xiaoqiu's death.
It's unfortunate how naive I've been, not realizing it all along.
"Sis, what nonsense are you thinking about?" An'an turned around, "Who dares to say you're naive? If they say you're naive, isn't that the same as saying I'm naive?"
"Haha… You're the genius; who dares say you're naive." Sheng Ning was a bit angry that this cheeky girl hadn't mentioned it to her. It made her worry constantly, unable to eat well or sleep well, crying silently every night on her pillow.
"Sis, are you angry?" An'an had a hint of her former liveliness in her eyes when speaking to her. No longer void of emotion, like before.
"What do you think?"
