C489 I'm Not Someone to be Trifled with

AnJane was wearing a bright red chiffon dress, chestnut brown waves and a red skirt that fluttered with the night wind. In the darkness, a strong wind blew.

She wore heavy makeup and her eyes were originally tall. At this moment, her face was stiff and her brows were tightly knitted. There was a vicious air coming from between her brows and she gave off a somewhat fierce feeling