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Lin Yaru's originally elegant updo had become somewhat disheveled, cascading down to rest on her shoulders, which revealed a hint of her fair skin. The expensive high-heeled shoes that could almost bind her delicate feet like a zongzi were carelessly tossed aside, waiting forlornly for their owner's attention.
"Cough, I really had no choice. Who told him to look so desperate, drooling and ruining my good mood for the whole day! But I can't just let him leave empty-handed and disappointed! So, I can only give him some special 'comfort'!"
Yan Chengjie recounted his embarrassing experience while studying in the United States. It was the only time he had ever gone to a bar during his studies! It happened when he accidentally wandered into a gay bar, an incident that left him feeling humiliated and frustrated throughout nearly thirty years of his life. However, thinking about making her happy, Yan Chengjie would speak without reservation, just wanting to see her maintain that joyful smile. Lin Yaru's laughter was infectious, and he couldn't help but smile genuinely for the first time in a long while.
Ah, she was truly beautiful, extraordinarily so.
With her sweet and lovely face, proportionate and slender figure, petite and delicate frame, lively and playful demeanor, and innocent smile, if she walked down the street, Yan Chengjie was sure the rate of people turning their heads would be one hundred percent; she would undoubtedly be the center of attention.
But what attracted Yan Chengjie wasn't just her outstanding beauty. No! It was definitely the sweet smile on her face that could captivate anyone and the gentle, easygoing aura she exuded.
What fascinated him even more was—Yan Chengjie squinted his eyes, examining Lin Yaru from head to toe over and over again. He wanted to find that unique charm that drew him in.
Oh! Right, it was the dress she was wearing.
Lin Yaru wore a limited edition white evening gown designed by the famous Italian fashion designer Maurizio. The pure white silk fabric was soft and smooth, with flowing lines that resembled a budding flower. The light and noble sheer overlay elegantly draped over the slightly flared hem of the skirt. The embellishments at the chest were layers of matching white velvet, making the entire dress appear even more noble and serene.
Yan Chengjie gazed at her enveloped in white velvet and silk; her slender waist could be grasped with one hand, and her vibrant face stood out against the white backdrop like a pure and lovely white lotus flower.
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