Zhou Qingyue arrived.
She was increasingly radiating the vibe of a female star.
Once inside, she took off her coat.
Underneath, she was wearing a snug, purple knitted sweater with a skirt that reached her knees, and a pair of nude-colored stockings underneath.
Without makeup, she seemed more approachable.
"Hello, Zhou."
Fu Yanjie and Zhang Yuanyuan were among those who greeted her.
"Hello everyone," Zhou Qingyue greeted back, bowing ninety degrees to everyone present: "Sorry for intruding."
Leaving everything else aside, she had certainly learned some social graces after entering society early in her life.
"Hey, she looks familiar?" Lin Xiaoxian peered at Zhou Qingyue without blinking.
Her heart was racing, and her face flushed slightly.
She was smitten.
The purple-dressed girl was so charming.
My brethren, I really do like this one.
Lin Xiaoxian internally roared.
Zhou Qingyue was taken aback.
