Besides eating, drinking, having fun, what else does 109 care about?

"Having the attention of a cousin like you, Xian'er would die content. But, Xian'er really can't reconcile herself—why should he hurt me so, when my love for him is utterly obsessive?" Fourth Miss Zhao fought back the urge to vomit as she continued to feign a pitiable demeanor.

Yet inside, she was cursing profusely, thinking you're really as insensible as I say you are, you fool. I'm not spinning this tale for you to act all gentle and love-struck just to take advantage, but to get you to stand up for me. Do you even have any insight at all?

Feeling those hands groping blindly over her back, Fourth Miss Zhao felt another wave of nausea, truly wishing she could kick Zhao Sinin far away.

"You needn't be sad, Xian'er. I'll go right now and kill him to vent your anger!" Having not missed out on his advantage, Zhao Sinin, filled with a rush of passion, spoke fiercely, his hands becoming even more restless. The thought of his Goddess's pristine purity comforted him greatly.