Shen Zhiyao was dumbfounded, and seeing that Qinghe too was rooted to the spot, she hurriedly pushed her younger sister.
Shen Qinghe's complexion was slightly embarrassed, somewhat skeptical whether she had just drooled over Dongfang Wuya's beauty.
Having seen Dongfang Wuya's face so many times, she was still perplexed that she could be enchanted by a man's beauty.
Once she regained her composure, she approached with a beaming smile, "Mr. Wuya has arrived. Would you like to come into the Simple Residence Courtyard for a sit?"
Dongfang Wuya looked at Shen Qinghe with a haughty gaze, thinking that her face was blooming like peach blossoms and her smile was rippling; could it be because of Xiao Chen that she was smiling so radiantly?
Shen Qinghe felt a tingling on her scalp under Dongfang Wuya's gaze, and subconsciously touched her own face, thinking there was something dirty on it.
