Fei Yumo looked up at the newcomer, first drawn to an unsophisticated hairstyle.
It was evident that a couple of months ago, the person's hair had been a light, golden brown, likely fashion-forward and tidy, but it had been left unmanaged since then, resulting in long, black roots meshed with the blonde, giving it an earthy, unkempt look.
Yet despite this, once Fei Yumo accidentally glanced at her face, she couldn't shift her gaze elsewhere; she was devastatingly beautiful, transcending celestial comparisons…Limited by her own vocabulary, these were the only words that came to mind.
Facing Liu Chaoyan and Cai Yuncui, she could maintain her composure, but in front of this person, she felt for the first time that this was not a rival of the same level.
Actually, I'm quite ordinary, right?
It was the first time Fei Yumo doubted her own appearance.
"You came?" Shen Mochen's feelings were mixed, but overall, he was more joyful.
