Dressed in a light blue Cheongsam, her feminine grace was fully displayed.
Nan Shuyun had a slender and exquisite figure, a waist that could hardly be grasped, slim shoulders, a beautifully contoured back, a generous swan-neck curve, and a pair of straight, long legs.
She exemplified the classic soft beauty of the Eastern woman to the fullest extent.
She gave off a sense of being delicate yet noble and elegant.
Looking at herself in the mirror, Nan Shuyun couldn't snap back to reality.
Even her shocked expression seemed to come alive.
Su Ran, watching the person frozen in place, couldn't help but curve her lips into a smile.
"Pretty, isn't it?"
Without speaking, Nan Shuyun's almond eyes shone with a new vitality.
Su Ran was also very satisfied with her masterpiece, paid for it, and then left the store with the two of them.
Even upon getting into the car, Nan Shuyun was still somewhat in a daze.
Her gaze lingered on Su Ran.
