The next day at noon, Feng Xuxu and her two servants arrived at the restaurant, Zhang Junyao had been waiting there for quite some time.
Today, Feng Xuxu reverted to women's attire, donning a fiery red dress with lace on the hem. The dress was embroidered with large peonies using golden threads, and over it, she wore a train-like garment resembling a sheer veil, adorned with a pink peony at the shoulder. It complemented Feng Xuxu's delicate, fair face, radiant without any need for makeup, with pink cheeks like the rosy glow of dawn against snow, and a pair of phoenix eyes casting a slight glare.
Gracing the room with her presence, Feng Xuxu displayed her elegant beauty. The moment Zhang Junyao saw her, his eyes lit up in admiration of such a dazzlingly beautiful woman.
"I didn't expect Miss Feng to be so punctual," Zhang Junyao said tenderly as he approached.
