Sometimes, the woman was as sweet as caramel—willing to give advice in a nonchalant tone that concealed her good intentions.
Sometimes, she was as hot as fire—easily losing her temper over the smallest things.
Other times, she was as cunning as a fox—full of calculations and tricks.
And sometimes, she was as cold as glacial ice—so impenetrable that no one could see through the walls she had built around herself.
"Do you always believe everything people say? Don't you suspect I have a hidden motive? What if I sneak-attacked you while you were picking the flowers? What if this was all a trap?"
The woman flew over and clutched Shenlian Yingyue's sleeve in frustration.
"If Senior wanted to hurt me, you would have done so already," Shenlian Yingyue replied, shaking her head. "Besides, I don't blindly believe people's words. I listen and observe."
