Lin Yingxin's graceful figure receded as she strutted further and further away. It was as if she had walked straight out of a painting. She was refined with her mannerisms and speech, so much that no one could find any fault with her at all.
Wen Xinya had a complicated expression on her face.
Previously, she had more or less guessed that Xia Ruya was just trying to deal with her by giving her the label of a talented girl. However, she had never thought of the Heiress' Gala.
Lin Yingxin's invitation was not coincidental, and the fact that she had even used Old Mr. Mo as an excuse meant that she was not going to stop until she got what she wanted.
Wen Xinya finally guessed what Xia Ruya was trying to do.