Honda Sakura thought to herself, nudging Xiao Jingsheng with her elbow and whispered, "I think this Miss Man Sha is a hundred times better than Lady Tang. Why don't we shift our target to her, son?"
Xiao Jingsheng's eyes darkened slightly. His contemplative gaze swept back and forth between Nangong Man Sha and Tang Xin several times before he silently shook his head, "Nangong Man Sha has seen so many men more outstanding than me, and in the end, she doesn't fancy any of them."
He was aware of his place, knowing that in Beijing, countless men, superior to him, have knelt under Nangong Man Sha's pomegranate skirt. He didn't believe he was more outstanding than them, to be able to hook up with the heavenly Miss Man Sha.
