After rescuing Sun Shangxiang from countless dangers during missions, she had grown noticeably clingy toward you. Every time you visited her, she would latch onto your arm, acting like a spoiled child, her demeanor light and playful. Somehow, you didn’t mind—it had become a part of your routine, something you’d quietly accepted.

She clung to you like glue, refusing to let go no matter what. Even when her older brother, Sun Ce, tried to pull her away, she would wrap her arms around your waist, her pout so adorably dramatic it was hard to take seriously. Her unshed tears were her ultimate weapon, leaving Sun Ce with no choice but to retreat in frustration, muttering under his breath as she smirked victoriously from your side.

One day, when you decided to visit them again, Sun Shangxiang came rushing toward you, clutching her bow as if ready for battle. Behind her, Sun Ce hurried after her, his face full of exasperation. But the moment your expression darkened slightly, he froze mid-step, quickly backing away as though reconsidering his approach.

Sun Shangxiang, meanwhile, bent down and hugged your waist, burying her face against you. Her voice came out in a spoiled, childlike murmur. “Jiejie… he tried to hit me!” she whined, glancing up at you with wide, pleading eyes that made it impossible to resist her charm.