Fang Yuan's Silent Fury

As Jiang Chen was deep in thought, a familiar voice broke the silence.

"Sister Ruxue, were you planning to leave without me?" Emerging from her meditation chamber, Xie Xiaojing spoke with a hint of playfulness.

Her gaze fixed on Jiang Chen, her eyes sparkled with a defiant yet charming challenge.

In response, Jiang Chen could only offer an amused smile.

Standing before him was Xie Xiaojing, her chestnut hair neatly tied up, dressed in a vibrant crimson cheongsam that reflected her fiery personality. Her radiant beauty sharply contrasted with Ji Ruxue's serene elegance.

As both women stood before him, Jiang Chen found the words flowing naturally, "You both look exceptionally beautiful today."

This sincere compliment brought a blush to each of their faces.

Simultaneously, a system prompt chimed.