Beauty’s Doom

I didn’t even lift an eyelid, directly saying: “Change it!”

“This, this doesn’t seem right!” The shopkeeper looked troubled.

“What’s not right! If you dare say it’s not right, I’ll punch you!” I raised my fist.

The shopkeeper’s gaze began to shift uneasily, and when it turned towards the door, suddenly brightened: “It’s… that guest. Miss, you… you can negotiate with him yourself!”

I followed his line of sight and turned around, unexpectedly seeing a black-clad figure walk in. I immediately let go and said: “No need!”

Then, I strode directly in front of the figure: “Hi! Handsome Meiying, looks like we’re destined to meet! Didn’t expect us to see each other again so soon!”

Meiying lazily swept a glance at me and walked past, heading straight to the counter. Thus, this young lady was gloriously ignored for the second time.

“Stop right there!” With rising anger, I shouted, puffing out my cheeks and glaring at him: “What, are you also suffering from memory loss and don’t recognize me?”

He took the key from the trembling shopkeeper’s hand, a hint of mockery at the corner of his lips, coldly saying: “Miss Xin seems to have forgotten she has other companions!”

Huh? Only then did I subconsciously look towards the door, seeing Bei Ting Zi Han’s face ashen, Feng Yin’s mouth half-open, and Yu Luo looking terrified. The three stood less than a meter from the door, their gazes all focused in one place – naturally, on me!

“That, that…” I tried to explain something, but ultimately lowered my head under their ‘fiery’ gazes.

Bei Ting Zi Han walked past me with a cold face, coolly not looking at me again. Feng Yin followed, a worried expression on his gentle face.

Yu Luo, however, ran over very loyally, holding my hand: “Miss, no matter which handsome guy you like, Yu Luo supports you!”

I felt a mix of wanting to laugh and cry; apparently, this girl thought I was a love-crazy fan.

Fortunately, the inn wasn’t large, and I easily found Xi Lin Yan’s room, with Wuying and Wuxing guarding outside. Seeing me, they hurriedly bowed: “Milord!”

I slightly furrowed my brow. These two had always called me Miss Xin, but now they were calling me Milord, which showed the severity of the situation.

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