Qin Yihan's words left Cheng Nanshu's eyes instantly widened.
She looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.
How could the second young master of the Qin Family say such things to her?
Shouldn't he be very interested in her and want to develop their relationship further?
How could he...
"Still don't understand?"
Seeing the shock and confusion in Cheng Nanshu's eyes, Qin Yihan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth with a voice low and indifferent, tinged with a hint of coldness:
"What I mean is..."
The man stepped forward, extended his hand to grasp Cheng Nanshu's chin, and forced her to meet his gaze.
As their eyes met, the coldness in his eyes was like the snow of the Changbai Mountains.
"Cheng Nanshu, not only do you not look as good as Su Xiaoli, but you're also not as kind and lovely as her."
"You're inferior to her in every way."
