So noble and elegant.
A man like this, walking around, is pure trouble.
Gu Zichen turned his head and caught Qiao Xiguan's scrutinizing gaze. She had changed into a striking red evening gown, its hem trailing long across the floor, while the strapless neckline dipped daringly low. Her proud curves and deep décolletage were unabashedly exposed to the air, her snow-white skin luminous against the bold crimson, impossible to ignore. Her gracefully shaped body, unmarred by childbirth, was perfectly sculpted by the dress, and her hand held a matching red clutch. Her hair was styled into a neat bun, adorned with a crown-like accessory sparkling with diamonds, making her radiantly dazzling under the brilliant lighting.
The ensemble was stunning enough to rival a top celebrity, perhaps even surpass one.
