"How could I not know?"
Lan Hujiao looked at Yang Tian with sorrow.
Yang Tian shrugged: "Since you've discovered it, how do you plan to deal with me?"
"Of course, I will persuade you to abandon darkness for light!" Lan Hujiao leaned closer: "In what way am I inferior to Lan Hushan? Whatever she has, I have too, and even better! Whether it's my figure, looks, or strength, I can crush her!"
Yang Tian seriously assessed Lan Hujiao.
Her jet-black hair was coiled into a ji character, revealing ears as fair as ice crystals, long eyelashes fluttered adorably, and her eyes, like stars, glistened with tears, adding a touch of tragic beauty.
A delicate nose, bright red lips, pearly white teeth, and an elegant chin.
Her heart-shaped face flushed with redness, complemented by seductive collarbones, frankly, Lan Hujiao was indeed more beautiful than Lan Hushan.
Yet, the more beautiful the woman, the more cunning she is.
Yang Tian was convinced of this without a doubt.
