Chi Xuan searched Chi Muzhen's face for a flicker of anger or jealousy, but was disappointed. From beginning to end, the other woman simply met her gaze, her expression placid, her eyes betraying nothing. She scoffed, a look of pure contempt on her face. “Do you think putting on this show of magnanimity will make Yunting-ge fall for you? Dream on!” Chi Muzhen’s expression remained serene. “Chi Xua