Yi Xin Yu's Poems

The top wealthy families in the capital have always been full of disputes, but no one dares to provoke the Wang family's Yao Wangyi. She was only eighteen years old, the little ancestor of the Wang family who was held in the palm of her hand and favored by everyone. She was born with cold eyebrows and an air of unruly and unruly temperament. Only on her wrist was a string of agarwood beads that never left her body, becoming the most conspicuous symbol on her body. In this luxuriant upper class society, everyone is afraid of her family background, and even more afraid of her unkind and ruthless temper. No one dares to take the initiative to get close to her, and no one can enter her closed heart. She lives alone, and is the most difficult and unpredictable wealthy daughter in the entire capital. Until that grand birthday banquet of a wealthy family completely disrupted her originally lonely life. Zhou Shiyu was wearing a plain white dress and caught her sight unexpectedly. She is three years older than Wang Yi. She is the elder sister of the twin sisters of the Zhou family. She is protected by her calm brother and accompanied by her younger sister. She lives in a rich and powerful family with intrigues, but she has always been low-key, gentle, cool and refined. She is surrounded by a faint soft light, like the cold moon in the mountains and the flawless moonlight in the world. She is gentle and distant, calm and calm. She never follows others' influence, nor is she arrogant or arrogant. The banquet was noisy and noisy. Zhou Shiyu was maliciously entangled by a drunken playboy. She was in a difficult situation. However, she had a calm expression. She did not panic at all. She never lowered her head to ask for help from anyone. She just raised her eyes lightly and looked at the farce in front of her with cold eyes. Her eyes were extremely indifferent, as if she was looking at an insignificant stranger.