"Shui Qingrou, greetings to the Second Young Master."
Shui Qingrou gave a slight bow, her eyes neither deliberately avoiding nor overly flattering, just calm.
It seemed that she was naturally like this.
Ugly but dignified, ugly but confident, ugly but calm!
Completely unaware.
"This!!"
The smile Xue Zhong had prepared on his face suddenly froze!
He was stunned for a moment.
Then he carefully examined Shui Qingrou.
He discovered that the birthmark on her face wasn't painted on; it was fused with her body, indistinguishable from it.
Moreover, this girl was neither servile nor overbearing, with no abnormal expression on her face, as if she was already used to being like this.
If she had been overly enthusiastic, he would have suspected that she was deliberately pretending to be ugly and rude to scare him away.
But she was very calm.
And very polite.
Moreover, she had an excellent figure and elegant temperament; if not for her face, she was indeed a rare beauty.
