Everyone in Nancheng's upper class knew that Song Shiwei was Xie Nanxun's favorite, and they were usually reluctant to say harsh words to her. Her eyes turned red, and she immediately went to comfort her.
"How could Xie Nanxun have feelings for her as a man and a woman? It's just because of the friendship they grew up with."
"No! She has a foxy look, and her eyes are usually on the top of her head. She just relies on Xie Nanxun to pamper her."
"When the Xie Lin family announces their marriage, let's wait and see the good show."
The two people who were talking opened the bathroom door and walked out at the same time. When they saw the woman at the sink opposite, her face froze, her face turned red and white...
Song Shiwei stood in front of the mirror and slowly reapplied her lipstick. Her long eyelashes were drooped, and her beautiful lips were soaked in watery red. She pursed her lips slightly, and her whole face was extremely charming.
Concept: A noble heir VS a delicate beauty