However, at this moment, the three women did not look too good.
"Sister, if that Xiang Kang continues to pester me, I won't be able to help it!"
Among the three women, the woman sitting on the left suddenly said with a cold frown.
She clenched her right hand and the teacup in her hand turned into powder. The tea inside spilled out. However, before it left her palm, it turned into ice and cold air overflowed.
The three women looked almost the same, but this woman had a mole at the corner of her left eye. Although her face was as cold as ice, that mole still made her charming and moving, giving her a different kind of beauty.
If Han Zhao was here, he would probably recognize her as Lian Chengxue at a glance.
It was not only because of the mole at the corner of her eye but also because of her expression when she spoke and her unusually fiery temper towards others.
"Second Sister, we can't act rashly." Lian Chengyu frowned.
