"I have long heard of Sister Qin's beauty and elegance, and today, seeing you, I realize that meeting in person is far better than hearing the rumors... Bu Chan greets Sister Qin."
Hearing Bu Chan's words, the usual cold and proud expression on Qin Lingxiao's face instantly turned to flustered and uneasy, ashamed, and her cheeks involuntarily reddened, feeling as if she had accidentally wandered into someone else's melon field. Though she hadn't done anything wrong, it felt like she was caught about to steal melons.
Even though her face was clearly veiled with a thin gauze, she still felt completely exposed before the other person, as if she had been seen through.
Defensively, she argued:
"I... I came to speak with Wang Ba about handling the matter with Han Yanzi..."
Bu Chan merely smiled and elegantly curtsied:
"I see... In that case, Bu Chan won't delay Sister Qin's important affairs. If you have time, Sister Qin, perhaps you might come to Wanfa Peak for some tea."
