Her true descent into baseness began when Xu Chang'an started to despise her—before that, even if she wore ten rings, she was still Miss Yun above the Frosty Heaven.
Yun Qian exhaled a breath of fresh air and softly said, "Then… it's nothing."
She didn't want to become base.
Better to be noble, better to be noble.
In an instant, Yun Qian found herself without even the thought of wearing an earring, knowing she had always wanted to wear jewelry normally...
But what if... what if this really made her base, wouldn't that mean Xu Chang'an wouldn't like her?
In some matters, even the slightest possibility, for Yun Qian, would be magnified to a very serious degree.
"No, hmm... not doing it." Yun Qian solemnly nodded, firmly keeping this matter in her heart.
Ah Qing beside her: "..."
"?"
What has this Miss Yun been thinking since just now?
She's so beautiful, so why does she seem not quite clever?
Not really.
