Out of the corner of her eye, Yan Luoxi caught sight of Han Zhenzhen walking toward them. She raised her brows; seeing that aggressive aura of hers, she knew the girl really hadn't given up.
In the blink of an eye, Han Zhenzhen was already in front of them. She was wearing a black evening gown; the black set off her fair skin, making her dazzlingly bright, and her clear, dark eyes seemed to shine with every glance.
To be fair, Yan Luoxi did think Han Zhenzhen was indeed pretty. If she were willing to take the proper path, she would definitely have a bright future. But she just had to be unteachable and go crooked.
"Brother Li, Sister Luoxi, you're here! I've been waiting so long my neck's about to break." Han Zhenzhen smiled sweetly, not at all showing the mess and malice from when she left a few months ago.
