Xia Yu, you were such a bitch. Yang Ke'er's hand holding the club was trembling.

It was not that she was mean to Xia Yu intentionally.

It was Xia Yu who made her so embarrassed.

The flames of fury of Yang Ke'er were ignited, and those debutantes were waiting to see the results eagerly.

It was obvious that Xia Yu was younger and more beautiful than her since they were not myopic.

Young Master Yan was so charming that if ...