Her neck was slender and delicate, with a few strands of hair sticking to her neck. Her appearance was of a modest traditional beauty—though not as outstanding as Nan Jiaojiao and others, she was blessed with a naturally fair, snow-like complexion which was quite appealing. Her pallid face, naturally rosy lips, along with her clean air, meant that even in a place like Minglun, she remained untainted.
It was just that every time he saw her, she seemed to be in a difficult situation.
He realized she could also smile so brightly.
Yaen Chi's lips slightly curled, moving his gaze away.
After dinner, the lights in the dining area were turned off, and several people moved to the living room to play cards.
Just as Yaen Chi picked up the cards, Bo Yanching pulled Nan Jiaojiao to the front, then moved a chair to sit slightly behind her.
He wasn't planning to play but to strategize instead.
Lu Zhenzhen sat down unblinkingly on the opposite side.
