"Ah, it's Fairy Xia, I didn't expect that in such a life-draining environment, where Heaven and Earth could decay, Fairy Xia still shines bright like the clear moon. To see such a peerless charm of Fairy Xia before death, it indeed is Zhou Yan's good fortune."
Zhou Yan smiled faintly, saying it quite casually.
"Giggle giggle—"
Xia Wenjing laughed, though seemingly bright-eyed and white-toothed, her laughter was exaggerated, shaking like flowers in the breeze.
Her somewhat sagging breasts heaved continuously, yet lacked some captivating brilliance.
"You really talk as sweetly as your dead father. However, if your father had spoken to me like that, you would now be my son. Hmm, or perhaps, if you were born twenty years earlier, I might have followed you instead of wasting my time with that useless Yang Wufeng."
Xia Wenjing was very direct in her speech, even moving close to Zhou Yan as she spoke. Yet her words left Zhou Yan speechless.