Seeing Yang Zhen's unruly behavior, Hua Youyue was both annoyed and amused, her smile blooming even brighter on her face as she gazed quietly at the cascading waterfall, slowly becoming entranced.
Yang Zhen turned his head to look at Hua Youyue and was instantly stunned by her intoxicating charm, his expression clearly moved.
The first time he saw Hua Youyue slowly descending the stairs of Changyue Tower, a peculiar sensation stirred within Yang Zhen's heart. The innate tranquility Hua Youyue possessed was increasingly soothing to him now.
Especially at this moment, Hua Youyue exuded softness and warmth like water and jade, her elegant aura even more prominent against the backdrop of the violent cascades.
Yang Zhen looked on, completely astounded and silently amazed.
Good heavens, how could such a beautiful woman exist in this world?