Shen Xi sneered and said, "He's very good to me. He can even sneak in and send flowers to our school, which is under closed management. After four years, I became that perverted senior who loved red roses. Rumour has it that if I don't collect red roses for a day, I'll fly a helicopter to the sky to disturb the Heavenly Palace and harvest the fate of an immortal. I even had a resounding nickname, Rose Onion."
Lu Shan laughed so hard that she could not straighten her back. For the past four years, Lu Shan had laughed every time she heard this title.
Shen Xi looked at her mother, who was laughing so hard that she was trembling, and she felt depressed.
