Lin Heng, feeling guilty, shuffled a few steps inward.

"Sister?" Zhao Wanqing widened her eyes at the woman in the red dress before her, a hint of jealousy flashing deep within.

This jealousy wasn't malicious, but rather a simple admiration for the other's beauty.

"What's this? Junior Brother doesn't seem too happy to see his Senior Sister, huh? Well, I suppose... with a beauty sitting in front of you, my arrival does ruin the atmosphere a bit."