Xiao Yi felt everyone's eyes on her, especially Chen Menglin's, and could not help feeling a little at a loss.
She lightly pinched the hem of her clothes. Even that gesture was delicate and graceful, just like her-untouched by dust, yet stirring the heart.
Chen Menglin treated Xiao Yi far better than he did Chen Xiaojun.
He smiled, his voice full of an elder's affection. "Xiao Yi, don't put in a good word for him. Even if you asked him to absorb the Soul Ring, he was the leader. Failing to consider the time and place was his own fault."
Girls really did have it better, especially heaven's favored daughters. They always received preferential treatment!
As the saying on Blue Star went, raise sons frugally and daughters lavishly!
The Chen Clan followed much the same principle, if not more so.
By the conventions of those novels on Blue Star, Xiao Yi was the sort of person others readily warmed to. Even those who did not like her would not dislike her.
Simply standing there, she embodied her own distinctive character, like a unique landscape in a class of its own.
And she was the sort whose lower limit was far from low, while her upper limit was exceedingly high.
Shen Lang smiled and teased, "Xiaojun is usually so clever. How does he lose all judgment the moment Xiao Yi says something? It seems every creature really does have its conqueror. Our Xiaojun has finally met his 'nemesis.'"
Before this, Shen Lang had only heard of her and had never met her. During this relief operation, they had barely spoken along the way.
In truth, he had always wanted to see what sort of person could capture the heart of a heaven-sent genius like Chen Xiaojun.
Now that he had met