"It is true that when thinking of someone, she is sure to appear," Ling Xueyan thought to herself.

After covering the trace of sarcasm in her eyes, Ning Xueyan raised her head. Wearing a faint smile, she looked at Ning Lingyun, who was standing at the front door of Splendid Pavilion, neither cringing nor arrogant. "Fourth Sister, why are you here? Do you also want to buy some jewelry here? Is the jewelry here expensive?"

Ning Lingyun was used to treat her meanly. ...