Ning Zihuan didn't even glance at her, "Get lost."
The girl pursed her lips in grievance, and her gaze nonchalantly swept over the girl sitting to his right, noticing that Ning Zihuan was actually pouring tea for her, her pupils suddenly contracting.
"Is this Miss Ji? You're much prettier than in the photos," the girl genuinely praised.
Yun Ya smiled and said, "Thank you," her demeanor neither cold nor overly warm, graceful and reserved.
Huang Yue smiled, but her hand clenched into a fist beneath her sleeve uncontrollably.
Could it be that Ning Zihuan likes Ji Yunya? Ji Yunya is so beautiful, always dazzling like a princess wherever she is, so it's pretty normal for Ning Zihuan to like her.
Thinking this, her heart felt as if it had been pricked with a needle, filled with jealousy and discontent, but she wouldn't let it show on her face.
