Until the ball came to an end, the unexpected situation she had been hoping for still hadn't occurred, while in the midst of the crowd, the unabashed flirting between those two made Ling Ziyuan's eyes burn with jealousy.
How could this be?
Ling Ziyuan's gaze fell on Wen Nuan like a thousand daggers.
Yesterday evening, after Wen Nuan left National Grace, Ling Ziyuan, accompanied by Tony, picked another sapphire blue dress.
Although it couldn't compare with Wen Nuan's dress, the exquisite craftsmanship and the gems studded on the gown made Ling Ziyuan feel that she didn't fall short in any way when wearing it.
Seeing her curvaceous figure, accentuated by the dress like a mermaid in the sea, and thinking of Wen Nuan's skinny frame, the gown worth thirty million might not look that good on her.
With this consolation in mind, Ling Ziyuan booked that sapphire blue dress.
