“It's you!” Sheng Shiyun shouted angrily.

Sheng Jiaoyang smiled strangely as she replied, “It's me.”

Those who didn't know the relationship between the pair would’ve thought they had a good relationship based on Sheng Jiaoyang’s smile. For example, Liang Dahui assumed that they knew each other already.

“So, you guys already know each other, that's good. Jiaojiao, hang out with Shiyun often. We’re all family here. When you're free, you should visit each other,” Liang Dahui said.

Sheng Jiaoyang laughed, her meaning unclear.

Sheng Shiyun's complexion worsened as she stared at the person smiling cheerfully in front of her. “What did you say to Lin Yu that day?”

The onlookers were all startled.

Sheng Jiaoyang looked up, her finger touching her chin briefly to form a thinking expression as she slowly said, “What did I say to him? I have to think about it.”

Her gaze circled the surroundings before she continued, “My memory isn't too good, so I don't remember.”

This scoundrel made Sheng Shiyun irritated. She’d originally thought that no one in this world could make her angrier than Sheng Jiaoyang, but she then encountered this...