When Zhuang Ruyu appeared, almost everyone's gaze instantly shot towards her. The host of the salon personally walked over to greet her and said, "Teacher Zhuang, you've finally arrived! We've all been anxiously waiting for you."
Manman, along with the crowd, looked at her. She wore a cream-colored ruffled dress, her figure neither too slim nor too plump. Her face was not the most delicate or sharply contoured like a classic oval; instead, she had the kind of dignified and graceful face reminiscent of women from the Republican era, with slightly curled bangs and a thick braid gathered neatly down her back.
Her lips were lightly dabbed with a hint of crimson, yet her beauty was striking.
In terms of age, she seemed almost the same as Manman. After inquiry, Manman suspected she might actually be slightly younger.
The host continued to ask Zhuang Ruyu, "Teacher Zhuang, where would you like to sit?"
