Song Kaiming's eyes flashed with surprise as he stared directly at Song Lingling, "Are you telling the truth?"
Song Lingling pursed her lips, "Would I dare to make something like this up?"
Song Kaiming looked Song Lingling up and down; it's true that clothes make the person, she looked stunning tonight, carrying an innocent beauty beneath her youthful appearance.
The white gown made her appear holy and cute, her skin almost transparent and so tender.
Song Kaiming frowned, she didn't resemble him, nor her mother...
When she doesn't dress up, it's not noticeable, but once she does, like tonight, she really has the potential to be a phoenix.
To be fancied by Young Master Jing, isn't that like being a phoenix?
Song Kaiming turned his head and glanced at Song Nuoyu.
Song Nuoyu had also dressed up meticulously tonight, but she still gave off an overly spoiled vibe.
