C1290 1290
Wang Xingshuang watched Zhao Xiang and the other two senior brothers hovering around Bai Lian, and a flicker of sadness and bitterness passed through her eyes. She was not as strikingly beautiful as Bai Lian or Ye Lingzhi, but she was still pretty, yet those men always ignored her. Why? Why was it always like this? She was not willing to remain Bai Lian’s lackey forever
