Xue stood quietly inside the private room, her gaze flickering slightly.
She carefully observed the girl who had just changed clothes.
Her features were well-defined and harmonious: large and clear eyes, a delicately high nose, and full lips.
Though her body wasn't as prominent as Qianqian's or Wen Ruan's, it was still very good.
Of course, she was still a little bit inferior to Xue, who maintained her looks with constant care every day.
The girl had a pure and innocent aura, with a somewhat uneasy and nervous demeanor.
Combining this with the plain clothes she wore when she arrived, Lin Muxue instantly had a guess in her heart.
Probably a little girl who hadn't seen much of the world, possibly still in school.
She reminded Xue a bit of herself in high school.
It wasn't about their looks, but their demeanor and aura.
Pure, nervous, insecure, and uneasy.
Unfortunately, Xue wasn't as lucky as her, meeting a boy like Tang Song at that age and stage.
