Tang Song listened with great interest by the side.
As if following their descriptions, he felt the little bits related to that era and them.
He looked at the two equally mature and radiant beauties opposite him.
One was a seasoned businesswoman, still calm after experiencing storms.
One was an entrepreneurial woman, starting from scratch and advancing resolutely.
Indeed, they could be considered peers.
Both in their 30s.
Soon, Tang Song thought of Wen Ruan and Jiang Yourong, who were also slightly older.
His gaze, uncontrollably, fell on Ouyang Xianyue.
Her figure was neither the almost exaggerated perfect hourglass of Wen Ruan nor the purely curvy fullness of Jiang Yourong.
But a just-right fullness, filled with a hint of Oriental classical charm.
There were no obvious muscle lines on her body, nor any extra flesh at the waist.
The whole person presented a smooth curve like pearls and jade.
