When the staff inside sent the tidied-up Tang Yanqi to Zhou Chengze, there was a moment of distraction on Zhou Chengze's playful face. He thought he had already restrained those unnecessary thoughts, but seeing Tang Yanqi at this moment, Zhou Chengze realized he seemed to see that woman who smiled at the rainbow again.
Her clear eyes could captivate anyone without the need for colored contacts; her red dress was alluring, yet on her, it conveyed a kind of purity.
If Sheng Jianan was the man who best combined wildness and composure, then Tang Yanqi was definitely the woman who best fused allure and innocence.
With a light cough, Zhou Chengze resumed his smile: "Sister-in-law is ready? Then let's go."
Tang Yanqi followed Zhou Chengze out, but with every step, she felt uncomfortable. She didn't like this kind of dress, not because it wasn't beautiful, but because such an expensive-to-death dress wasn't suitable for her.
