This statement, if spoken by Jia Manyun, would undoubtedly carry an air of arrogance, making others feel like she is boasting from a position of superiority.
But Shen Bijun is different.
Her entire demeanor breathes the classical charm of a stunningly beautiful lady from the era of old China, with her enunciation softly lilting and her tone ever calm and unhurried, yet it carries the dignified grace of someone from the upper echelons.
In short, listening to Shen Bijun speak is like experiencing the misty rain of the Jiangnan region against a canvas of ink and wash painting, comforting to the soul.
Shen Bijun's delicate, pale hands picked up a bottle of essence, its faint ice-blue glass and the sparkling micro-diamonds embellished on it felt as smooth and warm as real jadestone to the touch.
