Meanwhile, Sun Ningxiang noticed the commotion and turned to look.
But when she saw it was Yang Jing, her tense, icy expression instantly melted. A genuine light of joy flashed in her eyes as all her annoyance and displeasure vanished, replaced by pure delight.
She couldn't be bothered to spare Yuwen Mingjue another glance. She turned and hurried toward Yang Jing, her steps light and her voice bubbling with excitement and surprise. "Junior Brother, what are you doing here?"
Her voice was sweet and carried an unconcealable joy—a stark contrast to the cold, hard tone she had used with Yuwen Mingjue.
Yuwen Mingjue watched the stark change in Sun Ningxiang's demeanor. One moment, she was as cold as ice; the next, upon seeing Yang Jing, she bloomed like a spring flower. Even her eyes danced with a smile. It was a charming, joyous side of her he had never seen before.
