The two families are in the same city, always bumping into each other, making it increasingly difficult to tell them apart.
Ever since he was a child, the most frequent phrase Lu Shifeng heard was "Look at Pei Ziheng!"
To him, Pei Ziheng was the legendary child of other families. No matter how hard he tried, those three words followed him like a curse.
He didn't know what Pei Ziheng thought, but perhaps that man hated him for the same reasons. Thus, no matter the occasion, they never got close to each other. Even though they lived in the same wealthy district, they never interacted, except recently when the girls in both families seemed to be getting a little too close.
Lu Shifeng rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on whenever he thought of Xia Ling.
What was Pei Ziheng's aesthetic, anyway? Even a girl as annoying and loud as that could catch his eye? She's probably a bad influence on his Xingyu!
