"Then do you like me?" Yin Zhi took a deep breath.
"Of course I do," Wen Qian answered patiently.
Yin Zhi: "What about that stinking snake?"
"A Mian?" Wen Qian blinked. "I like him, too," she added.
Yin Zhi: "Then what about him…"
The boy who'd been singled out shuddered. As Wen Qian nodded, he distinctly felt Yin Zhi's gaze on him grow colder.
Li Jiu immediately shrank back onto the sofa, chanting frantically in his head: 'They can't see me, they can't see me, they can't see me.'
"You… how could you…" The corners of the young man's eyes turned red, as if he was about to shatter.
His emotions were completely at Wen Qian's mercy, swinging between sorrow and joy.
But sorrow won out in the end, since she had divided her "like" equally among every good-looking Beastman.
"You can rest assured, I like every single one of you." Seeing his incredulous expression, Wen Qian nodded emphatically again, trying to assuage his doubts.
'Trust me, I'm telling the truth!'
