Upon hearing Xia Yue's name, the girl slowly lowered the hand that was propping up her chin, turned her head at a glacial pace, and stared at Xia Yue with an expression of freezing indifference. Yet, her gaze did not truly rest on Xia Yue; it was as if she were looking right through the young woman before her to the windowpane behind.
Her eyes were as deep as a winter lake, radiating a thread of detachment through an endless chill.
"If you want to throw yourself into my arms, act spoiled, and cry out for Mother, go right ahead." Her tone was calm to the point of being almost merciless. Then, she actually, slowly opened her arms, as if about to embrace Xia Yue.
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