As soon as she finished speaking, Shen Hanxing leaned forward. Her slender neck bent down, and her hair cascaded down her face like a waterfall, covering her palm-sized face a little, making her expression look unpleasant. Then, her cold voice sounded, "I simply hate you."
Shen Sisi's face turned pale. She opened her mouth but could not say a word. She did not know when, but her fear of Shen Hanxing seemed to have been carved into her bones. Perhaps it was from the last time they met, and she received a few slaps, or it was because she always ended up on the losing side whenever she faced Shen Hanxing. Or maybe, a long time ago, she knew that everything she had was taken from Shen Hanxing's hands. At that time, a shadow had already fallen on her heart, but she refused to admit that she had taken something from Shen Hanxing or that she could lose to her.
