In the barbecue restaurant.
By the window.
Two women sat facing each other.
Zhao Xueying had long, jet-black hair, with the ends draped over her fragrant shoulders. Her beautiful eyes were like autumn water, as captivating as rippling water, delicate and bright, exuding mature charm.
In contrast, sitting across from her, Ning Nan had her black hair tied into a sleek ponytail, revealing her entire smooth forehead. Her eyes were cold, and there was a heroic spirit in her brows.
Their temperaments were very different. If there was a common point, it was that both were extremely beautiful.
The two sat facing each other, their eyes meeting in the air, and finally, it was Zhao Xueying who spoke first.
"Miss, the more I look at you, the more familiar you seem. Have we met somewhere before?" Zhao Xueying said with a gentle smile. Although she knew Ning Nan might be a friend of Fang Yi, for some reason, there was a hint of hostility in her tone.
Jealous?
