Young Lady, You're Not Married, Right?

Shen Yaowei didn't expect Ye Ying'er to have discovered her existence long ago.

She adjusted the butterfly mask on her face and stood up calmly. Her black eyes looked straight at Ye Ying'er.

In this lord's illusion, Ye Ying'er was the absolute master.

It was also very simple to get out of the illusion. She could just kill Ye Ying'er.

Under Shen Yaowei's gaze, Ye Ying'er slowly put on her clothes before standing up.

When Ye Ying'er faced her, Shen Yaowei finally saw her full face.

A strong sense of amazement flashed across Shen Yaowei's eyes.

Her face was extremely beautiful, and her eyes were filled with natural charm. It was enough to make all the men in the world go crazy.

As if reading the emotions in Shen Yaowei's eyes, Ye Ying'er raised her hand to touch her face and smiled gently. "Isn't this face very good?"

Shen Yaowei nodded.