Nianyang's eyes remained motionless, her clear eyes gazing deeply into Shi Feng's, her voice indifferent, "Second Young Master Shi, you really don't need to do so much for me. We aren't even friends."
We aren't even friends.
It must be said, this sentence really hurt Shi Feng.
His already incredibly fragile heart was instantly full of holes.
He looked at Nianyang with resentment and grumbled, "Nianyang, I like you so much, chasing after you every day, and you don't even consider me a friend?"
Nianyang's tone was cold, "Second Young Master Shi, I already said..."
"Can you stop calling me Second Young Master Shi all the time? The Qing dynasty has fallen, and it's not ancient times anymore!"
Shi Feng unusually showed some assertiveness, his tone cold as he said, "Even if you didn't think of me as a friend before, now that I've saved you and helped you, we've been through life and death together, you can call me by my name."
