Wang Ye smiled at Lin Shuang, her smile gave Lin Shuang an instant feeling of being bathed in a spring breeze, sunny and warm.
Lin Shuang wanted to return Wang Ye's smile, but could only muster a half-hearted attempt before her lips drooped weakly.
Lin Shuang could only slightly turn her face to one side, her voice adding a few degrees of cool aloofness, "Let's go."
Having said that, she moved her long legs, clad in body-hugging trousers crafted from thin silk and carved with ice flower patterns, towards the direction of the inner cabinet.
Inwardly, she was pondering:
"Look, even her smile is so open and captivating, how could she possibly be the bad person Elder Meng described!"
"Elder Meng must be prejudiced against men because she had been rejected by other men before, coupled with the harassment from the Cold Sect!"
At this thought, Lin Shuang's lips puckered up slightly.
This made the expression on Lin Shuang's face instantly gain a special, charming allure.
