Ji Yao had very complicated feelings for Shen Wanshang. They were a mix of the annoyance, anger, and unwillingness to concede that one feels toward "the perfect child next door," but also contained an admiration and longing she was unwilling to admit even to herself.
Although she had never said it out loud, Ji Yao had always seen the outstandingly capable and exceptionally talented Shen Wanshang—who also acted according to her own will—as her personal goal to strive for.
That was why she had never imagined that the ever-independent Shen Wanshang would one day look at someone with such loving affection.
Especially when the object of her admiration was a womanizer like Zhong Ming.
"Why?"
The scene before her left her stunned. More than that, she felt as if the idol she worshiped had been defiled.
She wasn't the only one. Ji Hao, who was beside her, and the members of the Demon Race who had been watching the situation, all wore expressions of utter disbelief.
