"What's so good about Mo Liancheng? Despicable, shameless, and petty-minded too," Chinu Yama said through gritted teeth, the expression on her face truly a sight to behold.
"Uh..." Qu Tan'er was embarrassed.
Indeed, love is blind.
Only alone time with someone allows you to understand their temperament and truly grasp the good and the bad about them, to know whether or not they attract you, whether or not they are suitable for you. Probably, the number of times she, Qu Tan'er, had met with Mo Yihuai wasn't many, and their conversation was limited, but the topics... no, it was that situation that she found particularly repulsive and loathsome.
If the first impression is bad, then it becomes difficult to change that later.
To this day, she couldn't fathom why so many women fancied Mo Yihuai?
It wasn't just Chinu Yama—Qu Pan'er sought trouble with her only because of too much love. Moreover, once... the original owner of her body had also fallen for Mo Yihuai.
