"Sang Mulan?"
Just after crossing the road, Sang Que heard someone call her by her nickname. Turning around, she saw a tall young man in a basketball jersey, carrying two bags of fruit, walking towards her.
"Xu Yichao?"
Sang Que instinctively stepped back half a step, cautiously looking behind Xu Yichao's head. A shadow quickly shrank away, almost as if... it was afraid of her?
"Damn, how did you get so good-looking? Did you get plastic surgery or was I just blind before?"
Xu Yichao walked up to Sang Que, eyes wide in shock as he looked at her.
Sang Que frowned, not understanding where Xu Yichao's words were coming from. However, his taste did seem a bit off; someone had once shown him a photo of Immortal Sister, and after looking at it for a long time he only said, 'She's average.' In his eyes, there were no beautiful women.
