All eyes were on her, those nobles who hadn't noticed her before now stared, their eyes widened in astonishment as they gazed at her face.
They almost forgot to breathe.
Even though her face was pale without a hint of color, she was still stunningly beautiful.
Unfortunately, Yinyin wore a cold expression, biting her lips tightly, her almond-shaped eyes without a hint of warmth as she silently stared at the man in front of her, as if she saw no one else.
She stepped towards him, each step a piercing pain...
Bo Fengheng turned in shock, only to meet her empty, emotionless eyes that held nothing but desolation and cold detachment.
He was shaken and hurriedly walked over, "Yinyin, why are you out..."
But Yinyin suddenly stepped back, emitting a hate-filled growl, "Young Master Bo!"
Bo Fengheng abruptly stopped, his eyebrows tightly knit as he looked at her intently.
She was angry!
