As he looked at her, Han Ye could not help but laugh softly before looking at Lu Ziyan. "She's like her, isn't she?"
Lu Ziyan grinned wryly. "Don't remind me. I prefer her to depend on me more."
An Xin narrowed her eyes at them. She knew that they were talking about "Kai Xin" when they said "her". "I'm nothing like Kai Xin..."
"You're a little like her," Han Ye disagreed.
"Just a little though," Lu Ziyan said as he reassured her. "You're not as mean as Kai Xin, nor as violent, and trust me, she can get real mean and violent if she's provoked. Anyway, that's why I didn't tell you about Thomas."
"What?" An Xin frowned. "What's this thing about Thomas?"
"Erm... Nothing," Lu Ziyan said nervously when he realized that he had slipped. He then placed another piece of braised chicken feet on her plate and said, "Eat more. Don't stop."
"I'm not easily placated by food. What's this thing about Thomas?"
