Avrora sat on the rattan chair and, although she no longer looked as pathetic as before, she still did not appear radiant and all of her pores could be seen clearly under the bright lights of the racecourse. Her already fair skin looked even paler and her gray eyes were so dark that they seemed like even light could not penetrate through them.
Wen Xinya held her gaze unrestrainedly.
Under the bright lights, her eyes seemed to glow like stars in the sky.
Avrora stared at her closely and barked in Chinese. "Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me like this?"
Wen Xinya burst into laughter. Although the bright lights concealed her features, her rosy lips could still be seen. "Miss Avrora, you'd better not use your Russian aristocratic rules on me, because…" She suddenly inched closer towards Avrora and continued in an icy cold tone, "I won't fall for it."