"What makes you think you deserve to call yourself Shen Hanxing's sister?" Ji Yan mocked as he said coldly, "I don't have time to listen to you, trying to raise your status. Just say what you want to say." His coldness had reached a ruthless level. Yet, that man, who was always cold, would reveal a drowning gentleness to Shen Hanxing. With such a strong contrast, how could this precious special treatment not cause the girls to want to do anything to get him?
Shen Sisi's nails sank into her palm, and she looked determined. She smiled brightly at Ji Yan. "Then, don't you want to know why Shen Hanxing was willing to marry you, who had crippled legs?"
