Yun Chujiu’s side remained silent. Those people mocked her a little, but seeing that it was meaningless, they decided to leave.
At this moment, a young girl dressed in white said in surprise, “Bingyu, why does that country bumpkin look a little like you?”
Previously, no one had really looked closely at Yun Chujiu’s appearance. When they heard the white-clothed girl say this, many people’s gazes fell on Yun chujiu, especially the red-clothed girl. She was annoyed to discover that.., the country bumpkin opposite her did indeed look similar to her. The most hateful thing was that the country bumpkin was more beautiful than her.
The red-robed girl felt that she could not hold back anymore. She glared at the white-robed girl. “Liu Jinluan, why are you comparing me to a trash? What are your intentions?”
