Qu Moying didn't care about the prying eyes around. She sat calmly, shaking the fan in her hand gently and leisurely.

When she was Ji Hanyue, no matter where she went, she was always the center of others' attention. There would be many people looking at her. Therefore, she didn't care about the meaning of others' gaze, and she was very calm and composed.

It was the same right now!

Only a few ladies stared at her, and she did not feel ...