Li Feng had already gained a rough understanding of Jian Ruyi's personality from their brief exchange.
On the surface, she appeared cold and aloof, much like Yue Lan.
But the similarity ended there.
Yue Lan's coldness always felt… natural.
Like she just didn't care enough to pay attention to anything or anyone around her as though nothing around her was worth the effort of attention.
The world just slid right off her.
Jian Ruyi, however, was different.
Her coldness didn't seem aimed at other people ... it felt aimed at herself.
Strict and unforgiving.
Like she was constantly forcing herself to stay sharp, to never slip, to keep moving forward no matter what.
Watching her, Li Feng could not help but wonder...
What was driving this small woman so mercilessly forward?
Then his thoughts were interrupted as Jian Ruyi leaned up and sat straight.
With her dark, obsidian eyes, she stared at Ning Jianli and then at him before bowing deeply.
