You two are complaining that heaven is unfair now?

Inside Cafeteria No. 2 at Evergreen Battle Stadium.

"Come on, another toast!"

At one of the tables, Liu Hesheng raised his Bamboo Liquor, his cheeks faintly flushed, and clinked cups with the equally red-faced Liu Jianhao beside him.

The two had been huddled together talking ever since they were in the lounge. From the past to the present, from the strange looks they had received as children to the disguises they had now grown accustomed to, the more they talked, the more they hit it off.

In the end, Liu Hesheng had produced a small bottle of Bamboo Liquor from somewhere and insisted on sharing a drink with Liu Jianhao.

Had the setting been more appropriate, he would even have performed a sword dance to express the joy of finding a kindred spirit.

"Tell me, isn't heaven being unfair? We're both men in body and soul, yet we were born with women's faces and have had people talking about us since we were kids!"

With alcohol loosening his tongue, Liu Hesheng's voice lost its usual softness and grew much firmer.

"Tell me about it! I work out so hard every day, never missing a single fitness meal, protein shake, or serving of Moomoo Milk, yet I still can't build muscle as fast as that dark-skinned guy!" Liu Jianhao grumbled indignantly, clutching his cup.

The "dark-skinned guy," Zhao Hailong, had been quietly eating beside them. At those words, his face went blank with disbelief.

Seriously? One of you is the son of the public security chief, and the other is a direct-line heir of a ghost-type family. You were born ahead of ninety-nine percent of people, and you're complaining that heaven is unfair?

Unbelievable...

Zhao Hailong grumbled inwardly.

Even Lü Jiayi struggled to keep a straight face as she listened to