The winter of this year arrived swiftly and bitterly cold.
On the third floor, several new ladies had been added, one of whom was especially beautiful. Last time, this girl had tried to compete with Han Yanyan for Ding Yao's attention, but this time Han Yanyan had no interest in Ding Yao and instead took Qi Tongtong away from her. Upon her arrival, the girl smoothly caught Ding Yao's eye.
Ding Yao had taken her in, but with the winter chill enveloping everyone, he couldn't help but become quite taken with her. Others were hesitant to approach her for the time being, after all, there was always the novelty of new faces.
“If she can get Ding Yao to take her in, I’ll accept that,” Qi Tongtong remarked, “but if she can't, she’s just another fool like me.”
Thinking back to the past, Qi Tongtong sighed. Thankfully, they had all gotten past the phase of being neither human nor ghost. She, along with the other two girls who had emerged from the third floor, formed a tight trio. Even if the men wanted to speak unfavorably about them, they dared not do so in front of the three. One against three—who could withstand that? None of them were weaklings.
She quietly asked, “Yanyan Jie, Zhao Yuxuan asked me to find out if she can...”
“She can’t,” Han Yanyan stated firmly.