Because of her identity, the White Rose did not bother to glance at anyone around after arriving at Jiulong Mountain, nor did she pay any attention to anyone. She simply sat aside and took out her phone to play.
Even when Wei Shengjin provoked Ye Xunhuan and Sheng Wentao, it did not arouse her curiosity. To her, it seemed like nothing more than the usual squabbles among spoiled brats.
So she ignored it.
Now, upon hearing Sheng Wentao call her name, the White Rose was forced to look up at him.
After all, as the young master of the Sheng family, Sheng Wentao was someone she couldn't outright ignore, no matter how indifferent she usually was.
But what she didn't expect was that she would see Ye Xunhuan—the very nightmare long buried deep within her mind!
For a moment, the White Rose's face turned ghostly pale. Her delicate body shuddered violently, as if struck by lightning, while scenes of unbearable memories flooded her mind!
