Revenge of the little devil
The only sound that could be heard in the first room where students aspiring to become businessmen focused on courses such as management and economic history was the sound of light footsteps clearly belonging to a woman.
Everyone, regardless of whether it was a man or a woman, stared with dazed looks toward the front of the room. Their heads bobbed following the movements of the figure walking gracefully and their mouths opened slightly as if they had fallen under some kind of spell.
Every step Shen Xinya took was very different from the steps a normal woman would take when walking. She, who had received the noblest etiquette in the whole world, had imprinted in her brain the way she should move her feet, legs, hips, arm accompaniment, etc; every movement of her body was so elegant that anyone walking next to her would be ashamed.