"You can try."
Five words, exuding arrogance.
In the moment that the word "try" dropped, the girl whom Manyun had previously looked down upon, thinking her to be someone who relied on her pretty, showy face and seductive charm to attract men, suddenly underwent a transformation—
The carefree and languid aura about her was reined in, like a tide, leaving her spotlessly clean.
And it turned into…
A sort of beautiful and arrogant sharpness!
Manyun felt a vague sense of alarm, but her competitive nature refused to be outdone.
Especially in front of Ming Ge.
So, Manyun's face grew cold, her eyes and brows revealing a hint of frosty beauty, ignoring Ming Ge's "impolite demand."
She turned and walked away.
Ming Ge's delicate and vibrant eyebrows couldn't help but arch up slightly.
A bit cold, a bit wicked, and a bit of rogue that didn't quite fit with her bright and beautiful temperament.
