Cang Ye's attitude was disdainful as he looked away. "So what?"
Shen Yaowei clearly felt that after Cang Ye said this, flames appeared in Yue Hu's eyes.
That flame wasn't anger, but an extremely strong desire to win. A strong person like Yue Hu naturally couldn't tolerate a man ignoring her like this!
Shen Yaowei blinked and looked at Cang Ye, unable to describe her complicated feelings.
She knew very well that Cang Ye didn't mean to arouse Yue Hu's interest.
Could this be what it meant to have unintentional gains?
Just as Shen Yaowei was thinking this, Yue Hu suddenly raised her hand and cut off a strand of silver-white hair.
Silver-white silver silk wrapped around Yue Hu's fingers. Her every move was so beautiful as she breathed out at the silver silk.
The silver silk turned into a silver-white butterfly and flapped its wings, flying in front of Cang Ye.
