Mu Qiaoyin was the epitome of a classical beauty, with a delicate, palm-sized oval face, large eyes, a pointed chin, and an elegant and graceful appearance that was very pleasing to the eye.
She also had a knack for dressing herself—nothing flashy or garish, just a refined and understated style that exuded sophistication and elegance, accompanied by a gentle and comfortable aura.
If not for what happened yesterday on the beach, Ye Qingci might have liked her at first sight.
But it just so happened that yesterday's encounter on the beach unfolded the way it did, which caused Ye Qingci's impression of her to plummet. No matter how pleasing she looked now, Ye Qingci simply couldn't bring herself to like her anymore.
Still, as the host, appearances had to be maintained.
Lunch in the kitchen was ready, and after everyone took their seats according to their roles, the meal began.
