It was in the middle of the hall, and a few beautiful young ladies stood there looking unkindly at them. One of them, who was wearing a crimson skirt embroidered with golden threads, was looking at them with an evident sneer. Coincidentally, this was Eldest Miss Yang's younger sister, the Second Miss Yang with the name of Yang Yurou, who was her sworn enemy and born by her stepmother.

Shouldn't they go to a secluded corner if they were to have a heart-to-heart ...