"Sister, what are you doing here?"
Yan Qing Shan kept her cold face as she faced Yan Xiaoyi. It was still the same delicate beauty. One that belied the treacherous nature within. Ashy brows paired with light brown eyes. A pert nose and thin lips. The gentleness that she emanates draw people in without resistance.
Obviously, people prefer this kind of docility. Despite her beautiful features, Yan Qing Shan's cold and indifferent demeanor drove others away from her. Added to her lack of interest in beautifying herself, it was no wonder she couldn't hold a candle to Yan Xiaoyi. She cringed. She haven't had time to have a proper makeover yet. She got too preoccupied with arranging her matters. She tried to be a lot more presentable by putting on some light tint to her cheeks and lips. Still, Yan Qing Shan was still pale as ever and her limp hair did not help at all. Basically, she just upgraded from being a ghost to having a proper corporeal body.
