Under everyone's watchful eyes, Chen Wen stepped toward Jiang Qingren.
Jiang Qingren grew even more nervous, her entire body instinctively tensing.
At last, Chen Wen stopped in front of Jiang Qingren.
The distance between them was incredibly close—close enough for them to smell each other's unique scent.
Just as Jiang Qingren was about to lose her composure, Chen Wen suddenly extended a finger and lightly lifted her chin.
Jiang Qingren's eyes collided with Chen Wen's.
In that instant, she saw a profound vortex, as though it could draw in every last one of her thoughts.
At once, two blushes flew across her cheeks, making her look exceptionally alluring.
A woman's bashfulness surpassed countless beauties in the mortal world.
This was precisely what it meant.
The corners of Chen Wen's lips curved faintly before he withdrew his finger.
While Jiang Qingren was still absentminded, Chen Wen turned and left without a word.
Huh??
What did that mean?
Everyone else was dumbfounded as well.
Ji Youyue's face was filled with confusion too.
Could it be that he had not taken a liking to Jiang Qingren?
But that did not seem right either.
If he had not liked her, why had he looked at Jiang Qingren more than once?
"Why?" Jiang Qingren came back to her senses, her embarrassment turning to anger as she felt humiliated.
Chen Wen stopped and glanced back at Jiang Qingren. "You are not worthy."
Three quiet, unremarkable words, yet they were powerful and overbearing.
"You..." Jiang Qingren was both ashamed and furious, yet she realized she had no grounds to refute him.
"Get back."
Seeing that things were going wrong, Ji Youyue immediately stepped forward and berated Jiang Qingren harshly.
Jiang Qingren bit her lips tightly, but she did not argue back.
At least she was not completely