Yan Huan’s footsteps halted, almost causing her left foot to step on her right foot.
She hurriedly steadied her body, as though nothing had happened. She gently stroked her long hair, then turned her head back. Her smile was still flawless.
“Why did you say that?”
She felt that she was quite pitiful. The assistant shook her head again. That tone of voice was really quite striking. “Look at how beautiful you are, but why is it that no man loves you?”
Yan Huan touched her face. Actually, she also wanted to know.
Perhaps it was because her face was too beautiful that no one liked her. It was also possible that all men would think that she would one day climb over the wall. In fact, she was the most traditional woman.., however, no one seemed to believe her.
