The young sir did not say anything more. He glanced at Xiao He coldly and departed with a flick of his sleeve, leaving behind Xiao He and the others.
Xiao He gritted her teeth in indignation. Speaking of which, her looks far surpassed this round-faced young girl next to her, yet she didn't expect for that young sir to not even look at her. He treated her like the dirt beneath his boots and did not care to spare her a glance.
While making her disgruntled, it also caused her to doubt herself.
Did her charms regress?
Otherwise, why did she successively get shamed by two young sirs in such a short period?
Noticing that the round-faced young girl was observing her, Xiao He hastily recollected herself and hung her head submissively, acting frail and helpless.
The round-faced young girl sized her up for a bit before throwing her six yellow talismans.
