As the saying goes, 'clothes make the man'.
The Mu family had only provided Tan Shuangshuang with sackcloths and did not allow any tailor to make any robes for her. Hence, she could only get some new robes from the fabric store out there. She knew that she could never seduce Mu Qingyin with her current clothes.
In the courtyard of the Qin family.
"Chen'er!" A voice spoke from behind him.
Qin Chen paused but did not turn his head around. With his back facing the lady behind him, his face was extremely cold and nonchalant.
Qin Fei'er closed her eyes gently.
A smiling face of a young master flashed through her mind as if countless swords were pierced into her heart. Her heart was dripping with blood, her face was ghastly pale.
Qin Fei'er thought that Qin Chen had always treated everyone coldly. However, he smiled so brightly at someone else.
"Chen'er." Qin Fei'er opened her eyes and walked toward Qin Chen, slowly.
