Yue Qingshan now undoubtedly embodies the phrase "Qingcheng," not to mention today, but in any ancient dynasty, she would have stirred up quite a storm.
Dong Hao stared blankly, Yue Qingshan's beauty left him breathless, and he couldn't think of a single word to describe her.
There are thousands of words in the world, yet none can match Yue Qingshan at this moment.
"Miss, if beauty could conquer the world, all you'd need to do is raise an eyebrow, and the entire world would belong to you," said Dong Hao.
Yue Qingshan smiled calmly and said, "If it were him who said that to me, I'd be very happy, but he's not that person."
Dong Hao bowed his head, eyes filled with murderous intent.
Dong Hao was certain of who Yue Qingshan was referring to, and her showing such beauty because of him made Dong Hao very jealous. He even wanted to kill Su Changfeng now.
"Miss, that person isn't worthy," Dong Hao said through clenched teeth.
