Seeing Ye Anqi, she suddenly recalled Ya Shitian's ridicule and disgust toward her face.
For some inexplicable reason, she felt she still wasn't as good-looking as Ye Anqi.
Even though she had changed her face, she still felt inferior to her.
Thinking of this, Ji Luo grew jealous and resentful.
Ye Anqi also saw her.
Her gaze instantly turned sharp.
The next second, Ye Anqi walked straight toward her—
Ji Luo raised her eyebrow, her eyes full of disdain and provocation.
Ye Anqi stood in front of her, "What are you doing here?"
"I should be asking you that. Weren't you cozying up to Ya Shitian? Why are you with Timothy?" Ji Luo retorted.
"None of your business."
Ji Luo sneered coldly, "Me being here is none of your business either."
"Where did you go just now?"
Ji Luo folded her arms, "Why should I tell you?"
"Did you go to see Ya Shitian?"
