This woman, no matter when, was always so beautiful.
Wherever she appeared, she was bound to be the center of attention, just as in the Saint Realm, and she could not forget the insult she had received from a young girl on that day.
Those words gnawed at her heart like worms every day, causing her unbearable pain…
"Xiao Ruyue," Zang Qingxue stared at the girl approaching her and took a sharp breath, her eyes filled with undisguised fury and hatred, "I didn't expect we would meet here—truly, it must be fate."
"Yue'er, is your last name Xiao?"
Yao Yunqing looked at the girl in confusion. Wasn't her name Mu Ruyue?
Shrugging her shoulders, Mu Ruyue smiled faintly, "In this life, my surname is Xiao."
Mu Ruyue was her name in her previous life, so although she had changed her name on the Xiao Family's registry, she still habitually gave this name…
