As soon as Wu Lin made her move, it was a killer strike, making Yu Qing's breath catch, and her gentle smile finally faded.
The atmosphere on the beach suddenly turned heavy.
Yu Qing's temperament had always been as silent and nurturing as the spring rain, bringing a sense of comfort that made people's minds feel at ease.
Except for Xuan Ling, everyone who had met Yu Qing could feel her pleasant aura, like being refreshed by a spring breeze, and all who saw her praised it.
Even readers who had been poisoned by Yu Qing's green novels found it hard to get angry with her after meeting her.
This was the first time Wu Lin saw the dark-eyed, expressionless Yu Qing, and for a moment, the pressure she exuded was frightening.
But for the sake of her love, Wu Lin gritted her teeth and held on without retreating, staring Yu Qing down with resolute eyes.
Whatever extent a man could go to for a woman, a woman could too.