The tall woman was dressed in a moon-white silk dress, embroidered with red plum blossoms that seemed to bloom with each step she took. Her misty blue hair was neatly gathered on her shoulders, revealing the delicate curve of her fair neck.
Just standing there, she exuded a serenity and elegance that spoke of tranquil times.
In stark contrast, the girl in front of her wore a black dress with an arrogant expression, her whole demeanor was imposing, as if deliberately opposing her. The quieter she was, the more flamboyant the girl seemed.
Rong Zhi had been motionless for quite some time, not even shifting her gaze. Even Rong Jiazze noticed something amiss and turned back to ask what was wrong, only to follow her line of sight to see two people arguing in the boutique across the street.
Just then, the person seemed to sense something and turned her head, revealing a pair of deep ocean sapphire eyes. She looked at them with a hint of confusion in her gaze.
