"He is dull, you are smart, he is average-looking, you are handsome, his martial arts skills are average, and your skills are profound... But, he only has me in his heart, and you have no one in your heart. He is the mountain, you are the wind, the mountain is always there, and the wind never knows where it is."
The girl was about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in plain clothes, with skin as white as gelatin, no powder on her face, and a plain face, but her eyes that were looking up, her straight nose, smiling lips, and long flowing hair seemed to have stepped out of a painting. She was so beautiful and touching.
Ye Huan spread his hands and turned around to face her. He was wearing a purple gown and his elegant and elegant figure was displayed in front of her.
Xie Qingyang frowned and looked at him, confused for a moment.
Ye Huan said solemnly: "Others have told me that Miss Xie is unruly and willful, with a very bad temper. No one can marry her."
Xie Qingyang was speechless.
Ye Huan smiled and continued: "But why do I only see a smart and beautiful woman? I can't help but marry her if I don't marry anyone."
Xie Qingyang was stunned.
Ye Huan said: "It can be seen that rumors are scary and can distort a person into something ugly..."