I Got Rich in Period Fiction

These eyes were very familiar, as if she had seen them in her dreams.

However, the owner of these eyes was now staring intensely at her.

Unmoving, the eeriness raised the hairs on Qiao Qingyu’s neck.

Qiao Qingyu put down what she was holding and hurried toward the east.

Her movements were quick, and she radiated an air of solemnity.

In broad daylight, daring to play tricks in front of her, she wanted to see what this thing was.

So, it was strange now, but Qiao Qingyu didn’t feel scared at all, practically in the blink of an eye, she had sprinted over.

This time, she saw it clearly.

These eyes belonged to a girl with a pale face and a sharp chin.

Her hair was somewhat withered.