Chapter 339

His reproachful tone confused Shane. It was not until she steadied him that Shane recognized the man in front of her. He pointed at Lance's face and asked, "Lance? Why are you here? Your mother told you where I lived. Didn't she warn me not to pester you?" Shane's incoherent series of questions made Lance frown more tightly. Lance let her lean against her chest and put her arm around her shoulder. Shane's body was so weak that she tried to fall to the ground several times, but was picked up by Lance. He could only hold her tightly. Shane's breath sprayed on the collar of his shirt, which made Lance's heart skip a beat. "Shane... Wake up." Shane closed her eyes and leaned against his chest, murmuring to herself. He could only catch a few key words from her words. 'Burberry's shirt?'. "I hate your bad temper..." Patting her head gently, Lance comforted her, "Okay, I promise I won't lose my temper on you anymore. Please don't be angry with me, okay? I know that you went to the