Shang Ru wore a white chiffon long dress, pure as snow, standing out strikingly in the intense darkness of the night, as the bright moonlight cast a delicate silver layer over her, and the breeze lifted the irregular hemline, making her slender and beautiful long legs faintly visible.
A white clutch, white heels, long hair over her shoulders, a graceful and elegant woman. Walking beside Jiu Zhou, they gave off an air of a "perfect couple."
In that moment, Tang Shi's gaze met Shang Ru's.
Shang Ru's eyes lingered on her for a second, then, casually glanced away.
Tang Shi lightly bit her lip and lowered her head, feeling a bit awkward.
She had been by the barbecue grill for about half an hour, covered in the smell of grilled meat. The temperature near the charcoal was high, adding to her busyness, sweat appeared on her face, her makeup had been wiped away several times, and her bangs were tangled and moist on her forehead.
