"Sworn brother, sworn brother." Seeing my spirits flag again, Sun Hanxi hurriedly shook me. I immediately said, "Why are you shaking me? Nothing happened, did it?"
"Did Senior Sister Lan say something you didn't tell me? I'm curious." Sun Hanxi had turned into a curious baby. I waved her off and said, "Go away. Knowing too many secrets isn't good for you."
"No, tell your sworn sister." Sun Hanxi begged coquettishly, even planning to come rub against me. I directly pushed her head aside. "Don't ask about your sworn brother's affairs."
"All right, then I still think I'll tell Senior Sister Lan your true identity." Sun Hanxi instantly threatened me, even sticking out her tongue at me.
"You!" I was so depressed I could only pretend to hesitate before saying, "Fine, I'll tell you, then. It's like this—Yin Huayi and Shang Jun are having an affair, right?"
"Yes, and then?" Sun Hanxi immediately perked up. I gave a derisive snort. "Imagine the rest yourself. You women get even more excited than we do thinking about this sort of thing."
The culture of "corruption" truly found its fertile soil hidden in human nature. After hearing me out, Sun Hanxi instantly wore an understanding, lovestruck expression. In truth, Yin Huayi could be counted among the most handsome men I had ever seen in my life, and Shang Jun went without saying.
So one couldn't blame Qingyang Qili for always saying she was face-blind. After seeing too many handsome men and beautiful women of this caliber, one developed an immunity. Besides, how many people could be more beautiful than oneself? Even a beauty would grow tired of seeing her own face in the mirror.
I couldn't help comforting myself as well: being "ugly" had its advantages. At least I wouldn't grow tired of