“You weren’t like this before.” Sheng Jiaoyang stared at Shen Zhining, who seemed to have become another person.

He raised an eyebrow. “Oh? You know me that well?”

“You… Ning Xiaoruan said that you were asexual.” Sheng Jiaoyang’s gaze moved away, tossing the blame onto Ning Xiaoruan.

Shen Zhining narrowed his eyes, a threatening light flickering through them.

Sheng Jiaoyang saw his expression change and silently gave a prayer for Ning Xiaoruan before continuing, “You didn’t even like Daisy, despite how pretty and curvy she is. Before, you’ve never been attracted to female charms.”

“Heh!” Shen Zhining snorted, his meaning unknown.

“What, am I wrong?” Sheng Jiaoyang blinked.

“You go to bed with a man just because you like his looks, huh?”

“What?” Sheng Jiaoyang was stunned and momentarily wondered if something was wrong with her ears.

“My heart decides who I like. If I want to become closer with them, they’ll be the one I like.”

He paused and reached out to touch her cheek. He stared at her. “But, you’re a mistake.”

“Me?” Sheng Jiaoyang was as...