Her?
Shen Ye's drowsiness disappeared in an instant, and after pondering for a few moments, he chose to answer.
A breathtaking beauty immediately appeared on the card.
She was wearing a white dress, walking on a rough and treacherous mountain path.
The moonlight spilled on her long hair, casting a soft and beautiful outline on her cheeks and those ethereal eyes.
"Brother Shen Ye," the girl smiled.
"Song Qingyun?" Shen Ye asked.
"Yes," the girl said, looking ahead, "I already know about that matter, and I'm very sorry, it was not my intention at all."
"Oh?" Shen Ye replied.
"In any case, things are not as you think, and I don't fancy you," said Song Qingyun.
"But it seems that things are not quite as you say," Shen Ye said again.
At this time, Song Qingyun seemed to have climbed to the summit of a mountain.
A soft whispering came from beside her, as if her companions were quietly discussing something.