"Do I not look serious enough?" Leng Qianqian, with stars in her eyes that seemed to pierce through the soul, stared straight into Shen Meier's and retorted.
"Senior sister, don't make it hard for her. Besides, she already has someone she loves." Chen Wei stepped forward to extricate Shen Meier from the situation.
Her experience was still too naive in front of her own senior sister.
"Already has someone she loves?" Leng Qianqian's eyes flashed a trace of disappointment as she glanced at Shen Meier sitting down, revealing a hint of white through the slit of her cheongsam, "What a pity, what a pity."
"Oh, right!" Then, Leng Qianqian seemed to remember something, she asked, "Who is your beloved? Is he here? Tell me, I am really curious to meet the man who could be better than my junior brother."
"This…" Shen Meier actually wished Black Dragon were here, so she said, "He is not here, but if I tell you his name, you will definitely know him."
Pride resonated in her words.