"What's ridiculous is Senior Sister Lan Ran, not me!" Shui Changhuan's face was full of anger. She was no fool, of course. It was true that she liked Shang Jun, and when the man of her dreams asked her for help, she couldn't exactly refuse. But helping him meant helping her opponent, which made the favor rather hard to swallow.
"What does Lan Ran have to do with you? She became your friend the moment she stopped liking Shang Jun. And you still treated her as a rival—isn't that completely incapable of telling right from wrong? Have you thought about Shang Jun so hard your brain's been roasted?" I mocked.
Shui Changhuan realized she couldn't argue with me at all and said, "Even if Senior Brother Shang isn't liked by Senior Sister Lan Ran, I helped him to win what I wanted for myself. As for who his opponent is, that's none of my business!"
"Hehe, Shang Jun's purpose was merely to drive Lan Ran into a desperate corner, leaving her powerless to seek revenge. And after doing all that, he just wanted to descend before Lan Ran like a conquering god and force her to submit. That's a textbook case of someone being sold and still happily counting the money for the seller!" I sneered.
"You're talking nonsense! Senior Brother Shang said he did this to reclaim everything that belonged to him in Tianxuan Dihuang! To take back what he'd lost! And to rescue Junior Sister Lan Xian!" Shui Changhuan ground her teeth.
"Once you've finished, the dishes will already be cooked. Even if you don't eat them, he'll enjoy the feast more than you will. What does your happiness have to do with him? As long as he's full and pleased, that's all that matters." I continued spinning