Compared to Zhao Qingxi, whom everyone saw as the epitome of perfection, Hua Yan always felt she truly paled in comparison.
She emerged from the mire, brewed in the marketplace, and mingled in Qin Building's and other houses of pleasure; she had stayed in the filthiest places in the world and had lived in the most licentious venues, and yes, she had also set foot in halls of high culture. But, after all, she knew from a young age that as a woman, her kind was not welcomed in society.
The Hua Family of Lin'an was considered an anomaly in the world, but even at home, where she was showered with affection from her elders and siblings, it was always with a shaking head and a sigh.
So, she had never heard someone praise her to her face before, especially not from the lips of this man who was once rumored to have wanted to marry Zhao Qingxi.
