People who hide their faces are either breathtakingly beautiful or appallingly ugly. They were dying to know which category she fell into.
"There's no need."
The cold voice that rang out allowed no room for refusal.
Only Su Molixi could speak in such a way.
Meng Qing's hand froze, and she dared not move another inch.
"Young Master," Meng Qing began, her voice heart-wrenchingly pitiable.
Her own sister was right there in front of her. Taking off her cloak would reveal everything. Yet, with a single command, she was stopped. One could only imagine the helplessness in Meng Qing's heart.
"Hey, are you being unreasonable?" Lin Hao said with an annoyed look.
'I just told Sister Meng Qing to take off her cloak so the sisters could reunite. What business is it of hers?'
