The girl who saw Xin Qingxue's actions, Zheng Qiu, stared at the tuft of hair that scattered with Xin Qingxue's movements and fused into the air.
Xin Qingxue only stroked her hair and adjusted her expression naturally and left, as if she had not done anything.
Meanwhile, Shen Xi and Yan Xiu were still chatting ignorantly and didn't notice Xin Qingxue's cheap trick.
Zheng Qiu bit his lip and looked at Shen Xi, who was sitting at the table.
She knew that Shen Xi had asthma and was weak. She had to be careful when she went out.
However, there was no worry in Zheng Qiu's gaze when she looked at Shen Xi. It was like a lake that was as calm as stagnant water, as if it contained some unspeakable thoughts.
"That's good as well." Zheng Qiu suddenly smiled.
It was not impossible to sit back and reap the benefits. She would just treat it as a gift from Xin Qingxue.