Time was running short before Shu Qinghan's birthday banquet. After Huang Xiaolong chose the gift he wanted to give to Shu Qinghan, he quickly cleaned up, got dressed, and used a "Clean Clothes Charm" to completely clean his outfits. Now looking sleek and neat, he contentedly headed towards the community gate.
In no time at all, his wife, Song Yuru, arrived elegantly.
Wow, Song Yuru looked stunning today, wearing a slim white chiffon waisted dress that highlighted her slender waist and long, smooth legs. She wore light makeup on her face.
The clothes Song Yuru wore were not luxury brands or designer labels, and she didn't wear any gold or silver jewelry. But her natural beauty was too dazzling. Amidst her campus belle vibe, she also exuded a certain urban white-collar beauty.
Huang Xiaolong was staring so hard, his gaze was almost fixed. He stiffened slightly, a sign of respect.
