The woman on the right, with her delicate face accentuated by the pink dress, looks even more tender and beautiful. Her shoulder-length black hair cascades like a waterfall, graceful and enchanting, quite beautiful indeed.
The girl excitedly watched the angry protests on the street, the curve of her lips becoming more pronounced.
"Aha, should we also make a note of the Bai Family's downfall this time? Brother? Oh?"
The beauty looked at the man opposite her with anticipation, yet the man lowered his eyes without answering. Nonetheless, the charming curve at the corners of his lips made it evident that he was in an excellent mood.
Not receiving a response, the beauty habitually pouted, "Always wearing a poker face, utterly devoid of humor, truly boring to the extreme, hmph!"
The man still did not speak, and she was displeased, gritting her teeth once more.
"What a pity for such a good-looking face, wasted on your poker face!"
