Assisting the Shen Family

"Lin Han, what are you up to?" Shen Mengyao, observing the ongoing discussions among the Shen family disciples, couldn't help but cast a blaming glance at Lin Han.

"I'm not up to anything. Why, do you still think I'm not up to your standards? Besides, I have no intentions. What are you afraid of?" Lin Han replied, chuckling. His response was reminiscent of the words Shen Mengyao had spoken yesterday.

Shen Mengyao, upon hearing this, chuckled and gently teased, "Why do I feel like you imitate my voice so terribly? It sounds like a cow!"

"You don't know how to talk. Even if you have thoughts, at the very least, keep them to yourself and don't say it in front of me," Lin Han retorted, pretending to be angry while glaring at Shen Mengyao.

"You're shameless," Shen Mengyao responded, laughing at his act.