The musicians all drew back and left the room. "Miss Hua, you really... Well, I don't know what to say." Xin'er sighed, deploring greatly. "Miss, you didn't really fell for that little scholar, did you?" Hua Xiangrong gave a sweet smile and directly sat on the floor despite her normal lofty image. She fanned her hair and put her fine legs up playfully as she asked, "What's up, my dear sister? Isn't he a decent man that worth my crush? Isn't he brilliant?" "He is brilliant. But... Well," Xin'er reminded her and said bitterly, "You only just met him." "For some, it is still meaningless even after a thousand visits. But for the other, the first encounter is already enough to steal my heart." Beaming, Hua Xiangrong dangled her white, cute feet perkily, her fine ankles and smooth toes swinging from one side to the other. She was, after all, a girl at the age of sixteen, still preserving traces of childishness. When the
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