Yuan Muchun was in a daze as she looked at the woman standing in the middle of the stage.
She was wearing an apricot-colored evening gown with a high waist. The long skirt was embroidered with colorful flowers.
With every tiny movement, the embroidered patterns on her body would flash with colorful colors under the crystal light.
The collar was a Chinese-style collar. The exquisite cut made her shoulders look like they had been carved by a knife. Her exquisite straight shoulders, slender arms, long legs, and the hem of her dress made her look tall and straight.
She was dressed in the simplest outfit. Her slender and tall figure perfectly exuded a shrewd and capable aura.
It was a cold and arrogant aura. His clear eyes revealed a faint smile, and his deep-set features exuded an innate nobility and nobility.
Just by standing there, she seemed to have gathered all the brilliance.