He Jingchuan's smile froze slightly at the corners of his mouth, "You're saying it's fake?"
"Yeah, what about it?" Jiang Beiyu clicked his tongue, "If my family were in this business, we might be even shadier than you guys."
He Jingchuan: "..."
There really was no retort to that statement.
He Jingchuan instantly regained his expressionless face after wasting all his feelings, "Oh, then you're really great."
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After a day of classes, Su Nanzhi returned to find her head feeling a bit hazy and heavy.
Beyond fatigue, there was an indescribable sense of weakness.
There was also this perception of external temperature that didn't match the season.
She felt very hot.
It wasn't just a matter of whether or not to cover herself with a blanket, she didn't even want to wear clothes.
But this heat wasn't unbearable.
It was just that her body felt a bit uncomfortable.
Su Nanzhi knew this was a side effect of extending her life.
