Mo Hua remembered her name, it seemed to be...
Hua Ruyu?
Mo Hua glanced at her again and realized that this woman indeed had a beautiful and delicate face, like a flower or jade, but her makeup was excessive, the powder applied too thickly, and there was a hint of frivolous charm between her brows.
At this moment, her gaze was sharp, carrying a hint of caution as she looked at Mo Hua.
"What are you doing here?" Hua Ruyu asked guardedly.
Mo Hua stammered, giving the reason he had just contemplated:
"Sister Qianqian said that Sister Jin Er passed away, there's no one to mourn her, no one to pay respects, and every time she thinks about it, her heart is in pain, unable to sleep or eat, so she prepared Magnolia Flower, which Sister Jin Er loved most in life, to pay respects to Sister Jin Er..."
Mo Hua's voice was naturally clear and now, speaking softly, it had a neutral and somewhat magnetic quality, one that didn't feel out of place.
