Xuan Yingluo had always been a beauty in the prime of time. Just her pure and enchanting appearance alone had charmed countless people.
“Sister Yingluo, long time no see. I’ve missed you so much.”
Sikong ruoling ran over and hugged Xuan Yingluo.
Sikong ruoling was the youngest among the daughters of this aristocratic family. In terms of talent, Gu Sihan and Sikong ruoling were the first to bear the brunt. However, Gu Sihan was full of the exquisite shimmering of a small city woman, she sat firmly on the throne of the fashion godmother while Sikong Ruoling was even more innocent and cute. With the support of the academic halo, she was a gentle and delicate sunflower.
Xuan Yingluo and the other daughters of the aristocratic families loved Sikong ruoling very much.
At this moment, Gu Yilin walked over. “Yingluo, let me introduce you. This is the Duke of the Su family, Su Yi, young master Su.”
Xuan Yingluo looked at Su Yi. “Young master Su, I’ve heard a lot about you.”
