"Hello, I'm Su Wanqing." Her voice sounded, just like the text message, without any warmth, as cold as the rain dripping from the eaves. She raised the edge of the umbrella slightly.
Jiang Yu's eyes met hers. They were a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, with pale pupils, like amber covered with a layer of mist. They should have been radiant, but at this moment they were filled with alienation and an indescribable fatigue. There seemed to be something heavy hidden deep in the eyes. It was so heavy that it made those eyes look particularly deep. Her face was so white that it was almost transparent in the dim light of the corridor. She is beautiful, but this beauty carries a fragile, alienating coldness.
"Uh... Hello, Jiang Yu." Jiang Yu stepped aside and said, "Please come in. The place is a bit small and messy."
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