Guinevere Lee's tone was full of regrets, but the sarcasm on her face was undisguised.
"Guinevere, it won't be easy for you to find someone who truly cares about you like this." Justin Vasquez laughed.
Guinevere Lee scoffed, "True feelings? What true feelings? With my talent and family background, I'm among the best in the Southern Province, right? Do I really have to settle for a loser?"
Justin seemed reluctant to argue with her about this issue, so he changed the subject: "Anyway, it has nothing to do with us."
Guinevere grunted in agreement and continued, "By the way, I'm planning to seclude myself for a while, and I happen to need a few herbs. I'll borrow some from you for now."
"Are the herbs in your basement?" With that, Guinevere stood up and walked towards the basement.
Justin quickly grabbed Guinevere and laughed, "Let me bring them to you another day."
Guinevere gave him a suspicious look, "I can just go get them myself, why the trouble?"