C221 I Stole Your Fiancé!

A porcelain-white, round doll-like face wore a smile. Two slender little hands held a glass with half a cup of juice. Such an outfit and posture could be described as quite charming.

Bai Xinyan narrowed her beautiful big eyes but didn't respond.

"Ms. Xiner!" Bai Xinlan was seething inside when Bai Xinyan didn't reply. Yet, she maintained her graceful demeanor, calling out sweetly once more