Wu Xinxin's eyes were captivating.
With just one sentence, Zheng Yuan felt completely enthralled.
"Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, if my little cousin Xinxin isn't beautiful, who is?" Zheng Yuan began to get handsy, even trying to tug at Wu Xinxin's skirt, but Wu Xinxin held down his hand to stop him from going any further.
Wu Xinxin had come today seeking comfort from Zheng Yuan; having faced repeated setbacks with Gu Ya, Wu Xinxin started to doubt whether her charm as a woman was inadequate.
Now with Zheng Yuan, Wu Xinxin just wanted to prove that her feminine charm was still effective, that any man upon seeing her would be unable to take their eyes off her, just like Zheng Yuan.