"Don't talk nonsense, it's indecent..." Tang Ying spat softly, and before she could finish her sentence, she fled the dining room as if running for her life. It seemed she was very angry, but the instant she turned her delicate body, her strikingly beautiful face was flushed with redness. Her bashful, slightly resentful expression was caught squarely by an intensely focused Zhang Ziwen. A mixture of annoyance and shyness adorned her countenance; she was unbelievably beautiful. The dignified and elegant Tang Ying showed a girlish side, enchanting to behold. Although it was but a fleeting glimpse, it left Zhang Ziwen with an endless aftertaste, like a faint fragrance inebriating him, and he felt infatuated...