"I have faith in you." Yan Huan smiled demurely at their reflection in the mirror. A second later, she saw, through the mirror, a woman entering the room: it was Su Muran, dressed in a white one-piece dress from a famous clothing brand. The white, pristine dress made Yan Huan feel like throwing up.
Yan Huan could tell that Su Muran was going for the innocent White Lotus look, even though she was really nothing more than a fake Green Tea Bitch.
Su Muran had just entered the room when she heard Yue Ran say he would turn Yan Huan into the most beautiful woman in the world, another Helen of Troy.
Su Muran thought that was a massive over-exaggeration. Surely she was prettier than whoever this Yan Huan was?
Su Muran strode confidently into the room—and stopped short when she saw the enigmatic smile on Yan Huan's perfect face.
Yan Huan's odd, knowing smile made her feel uneasy, but Su Muran decided she would not waste her time engaging with lowly peasants.
