Seeing Han Rushuang’s good mood and the slight curve of her lips, Meng Xiaoyu was instantly captivated.
Han Rushuang rarely smiled, usually keeping a cold expression, only softening her demeanor when facing Meng Xiaoyu and her own sister.
Even then, her smiles were few and far between.
Now, she stood proudly on the high platform, her lips slightly upturned, exuding grace and charm, her white clothes fluttering in the wind.
Such a beautiful scene surely captivated many hearts present, and Meng Xiaoyu, who naturally adored handsome men and beautiful women, was no exception.
She stared at Han Rushuang in...
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