Shen Ning, Ran, Bo J

Bó Yān Qīng had been angered by Shěn Níng Rǎn's words. The hands hanging at his sides clenched tightly, and a sinister glint flashed in his eyes.,"Don't call me yours, imposter! This face belongs to me.",Bo Yanqing coldly snorted, noticing the gazes around her, she realized she had overreacted. As the eldest daughter of the palace family, even if she wanted to discipline someone, she couldn't do it herself.。