"Sister Rou, what's wrong?"
Yang Cheng immediately noticed that Yang Rou's expression seemed a bit off and asked right away.
"It's nothing, just that the person I hate the most is also here."
Yang Rou was worried about being overheard, so she spoke in a low voice.
Hearing this, Yang Cheng followed Yang Rou's gaze to a woman and began to silently scrutinize her.
The woman was about 1.7 meters tall, with a very attractive figure. She was wearing a long red slip dress with a slit up to the thigh, revealing her long, white legs. Her wavy hair shimmered in the sunlight, and her makeup was exquisite. Her eyes slightly upturned at the corners, with a barely noticeable smile at the corner of her mouth.
However, this smile looked particularly glaring to Yang Rou, who pursed her lips and snorted coldly, clearly not liking the woman in front of her.
"Sis, who exactly is she?"
Yang Cheng's gaze lingered on the woman as he asked in confusion.
