Over here, Sikong Jing was strolling through the bustling streets of Wuwang City with Ning Jingjing.
Ning Jingjing said, "Boss, it seems that Gongyang Ying isn't bad at all. You might break a beauty's heart by deceiving her like this."
After speaking, Ning Jingjing pouted and stared at Sikong Jing.
From the outset, the temperament Gongyang Ying displayed was one of pride and disdain for someone as arrogant and overbearing as Yan Benxing. At the same time, she cared for them and was even willing to stand up for them.
But in Ning Jingjing's eyes, although Gongyang Ying seemed calm, her pride ran deep in her bones. Even wearing a veil, she could make the average woman feel ashamed.
Ning Jingjing always felt suffocated and under a lot of pressure.
"The human heart is hard to predict, she has said so herself."
