"That Young Master Yang is indeed quite good-looking," Huang Xiaoqin admitted frankly, looking at Qiu Yue, acknowledging Yang Minghui's beauty. After all, even with her state of mind, she was momentarily dazed the first time she saw Yang Minghui.
"See, sister, even you think that Young Master Yang is good-looking. It would be wonderful if I could become his Dao Companion," Qiu Yue said excitedly, her cheeks blushing slightly.
Seeing Qiu Yue acting like a lovesick fool, Zhuang Xiaoqin couldn't help but shake her head.
"Junior sister, your words are too hasty. You only know Young Master Yang is good-looking, but you know nothing about his character or personality. How can you say such a thing?" Zhuang Xiaoqin said, feeling a bit helpless. Her junior sister has always been straightforward, but she should be a bit more cautious about such matters.
