"In the rain at night, a maidservant amid the love and hatred of the harem—either erupting in silence or becoming perverse in it. Isn't this just a woman's play? Xiao Shi, you're simply too clever!"
"Sure, sure, I agree!"
"I also agree!"
"Agreed."
Four people, eight eyes.
All looked simultaneously at Ye Wan and Jiang Keer.
Ye Wan nodded, "Okay."
Jiang Keer echoed, "I don't have any problem either."
"Then let's assign the roles."
As if each agreement was an acknowledgment of her suggestion, Shi Ruyan shook off her shyness from moments before, transforming into the leader of this impromptu performance troupe.
Eagerly looking at Ye Wan, she said, "So, Ye Wan, you'll be the maidservant then!"
"Fine."
Ye Wan nodded, her gaze sliding over Shi Ruyan's face.
An oval face with almond eyes, Shi Ruyan's looks belonged to the demure and graceful category.
When she spoke, it was slow and leisurely, with a touch of softness.
She had the distinctive traits of a southern beauty.
