"I know you didn't mean it that way." Luna Lian snapped, her tone less than friendly. "I just want you to shut up and stop complaining about Big Brother!"
Ryan Lu blinked at her, confused. "What's wrong, Lian-Lian? Are you mad at me?"
Luna Lian: "I'm just a picked-up kid—what right do I have to be angry?"
"Oh come on, what's gotten into you?" Ryan Lu panicked, flailing. "Fine, I won't complain anymore! I swear I won't! Okay?"
Seeing his flustered face, Luna Lian burst out laughing. "I'm just messing with you!"
Ryan Lu shot her a wounded look, pouted, and slunk out of the room.
Lucia Lu watched her and asked gently, "Did you hear more gossip again?"
Luna Lian leaned on her shoulder, sighing. "Just now I overheard two people saying I'm like your Divine Attendant... not worthy of Adrian Drake or whatever. It stung..."
Lucia Lu hugged her. "Lian-Lian, if I were a man, I'd definitely marry you!"
Luna Lian laughed and smacked her. "No way! I don't want to marry you! I like Adrian!"