Qinn Xingxuan today was dressed in an elegant, pure white evening gown. Compared to the gowns worn by most of the other women, hers was far simpler. The neckline and back were not cut too low, revealing only her delicate, creamy-white shoulders. Although her figure was still that of a blossoming youth and not yet voluptuous, it still traced a charming curve. The hem of the gown trailed long behind her, flowing freely across the floor like a clear spring.
This was the first time Lin Ming had ever seen Qinn Xingxuan so formally dressed. He was slightly surprised. 'This girl always seems to have a different air about her. The one I met in the classroom had the pure, youthful innocence of a student, but seeing her at this banquet, she naturally exudes nobility and elegance. I wonder what she'll be like in the army, dressed in military attire?'
Qinn Xingxuan's appearance immediately captured the attention of everyone present. Even the sensation Lin Ming had just caused couldn't compare.
