The woman named Fang Nianhan let her beautiful black hair cascade down like a waterfall, her curved brows and captivating eyes enchanting, a delicate nose, a slight blush tinting her cheeks, and cherry lips that gleamed like dripping water, her melon-seed face as luminous as jade.
Perhaps because she was on the yacht, she was barefoot; even with a height of over 1.72 meters, her skin was as translucent as snow, her figure slender and elegant, exceptionally exquisite.
Chu Mo took in the woman's melon-seed face, thin lips, and spirited eyes, all of which exuded an air of elegance.
"Let me introduce you," he said. "This is Mr. Chu, a household name in the Magic City. Nianhan, didn't you keep saying that you wanted to meet Mr. Chu before? Today, he is right here. Make sure to seize the opportunity."
"Mr. Chu, this is Fang Nianhan, one of the Capital City's four great beauties, an equal in fame to Miss Yang Duoer of the Yang family."
