"I feel that… Miss Fanxing's temper has grown…"
Bo Jinchuan's lips curled slightly.
"Is there a bad temper? It's much more vivid than before."
Yu Song was surprised. He didn't expect Master to do that.
"I've often heard that… women can't be too spoiled…"
Seeing Shen Fanxing's disappearing figure, Bo Jinchuan retracted his gaze.
Through the mirror, she glanced at Yu Song coldly.
Yu Song pursed his lips. "I also think… that Miss Fanxing is much more lively than before."
Although there was some flattery in her words, he indeed felt that compared to her previous coldness and rationality, Miss Fanxing was indeed more like a woman now.
Perhaps, she was more like a living person.
Reason represented restraint, maturity, and self-protection.
She had too much to do and there was no room for her to be willful.