A Confrontation

Although her face wasn't that of unprecedented beauty, it had a unique charm. There was a kind of beauty called temperament beauty that had nothing to do with appearance. When other girls saw her, they felt that everything around them was eclipsed and would feel ashamed of their inferiority. Celia smiled at Ceres. She had a mouthful of white teeth and bright red lips. When others applied the bright red lipstick, it was a little awkward. It was the first time Ceres had seen someone who could hold bright red lipsticks so well. "Hello, Celia!" "Hello." Johny continued, "This is my sister, Celia. She has been studying abroad all year round, so you have never seen her." The three of them sat on the sofa. Celia had accepted a good education and had also gone through professional etiquette training. Her posture was very straight and her buttock covered just half of the chair. Her legs were slightly bent to the same side and her hands were folded on her legs. She looked very elegant. Ceres had