Lin Chuyu was toasting in the box. Today she wore the best silk suspender skirt in her wardrobe. The draping fabric and exquisite tailoring outline an almost heavenly figure. One lotus-rooted arm was held up like this, and the wine in the glass swayed slightly with her movements. The ears of the male guests at the table became hot when she glanced at her. Of course, there are also those who appreciate it openly and openly. "Lin Chuyu, I haven't seen you for so many years, but you haven't changed at all. You were the class star in high school, and now you are even more beautiful!" The speaker was Shao Fan. When he was in school, he was the loudspeaker in the class. He talked a lot and in a dense manner, regardless of the consequences. Sure enough, most of the female classmates were silent during the banquet, and only the boys answered. Lin Chuyu was the one who knew how to wink and make up for it in time: "Everyone in middle school is young and has not grown up. There are so many beauties on the table now. Who is not a completely different person and comes from behind?" "You said that I am the only one who has not changed. Do you mean that I am staying the same? Are you praising me or hurting me?" Finally, a girl started laughing and looked at Lin Chuyu again, with more kindness in her eyes.
Without a brain for love, the heroine is calm and self-possessed, can see through the hearts of the people in the court, and never relents in the face of all kinds of dangers and calculations. She plans the layout step by step, gathers forces, checks and balances opponents, and plans step by step in an environment of intrigues, just to settle down and survive.