Lin Xiaoxiao could not believe that she would see Shangguan Jing here.
How could it be?
Wasn't she dead?
But, if not her, how could someone look so similar, down to the exact arrogant yet charmingly elegant smile?
It must be her.
A woman's intuition is usually spot-on.
Shangguan Jing might be the only woman that Lin Xiaoxiao thought she could never outshine but longed to become, so she had always paid special attention to Shangguan Jing.
Shangguan Jing was like the epitome of femininity, beautiful and refined, born noble, with an exceptional aura. Even Lin Xiaoxiao had to admit sheer fascination over the charm that flowed through every charming gesture of her.
She remembered that Shangguan Jing had countless suitors back in the day.
But she fell for Bo Jinyu and finally got him.
When Bo Jinyu was with Shangguan Jing, Lin Xiaoxiao didn't dare to harbor any inappropriate thoughts, for she conceded her inferiority to Shangguan Jing.
