Xia Zhiyin, the heiress of the Xia family, was recognized as a goddess among An City’s upper crust, the very picture of an aristocratic young lady.
No one knew that in her previous life, she had been a foolish, despicable waste of space. After her cousin took everything from her, she lost her life as well.
In this life, I’ll wear a mask called perfection and dance with you all. I imagine you’ll find it delightful~
Scene One
“That day in the cafeteria, I heard you talking with your sister.”
“Do you think I’m a bad person?”
Qi Yi shook his head in a panic. “N-no, I don’t. I just… I just have some questions. I didn’t think that, really.”
He had always believed that if she did something like that, she must have her reasons.
Xia Zhiyin said nothing. She gazed at Qi Yi with a distant look, slowly lifted the boy’s bowed head, then brushed aside the bangs in his eyes until they were looking straight at each other.
“Doesn’t the real me scare you?” The gentle gaze that had always held a hint of a smile was now dark and stern, sending a chill down anyone’s spine.
For some reason, seeing her like this made Qi Yi feel much more at ease.
“I’m not afraid. No matter what you’re like, I still like you.”
