After such a wait, Qian Yuanshan and the entire room finally got a clear view of the girl's true face. Any casual glance wouldn't have been a big deal, but upon closer inspection, they were absolutely stunned.
This girl, oh no, this woman was unspeakably beautiful. Even Chen Liyao, hailed as the prime beauty among top actresses on television, couldn't compare to one-tenth of this girl's charm, and that Chen was not even a natural beauty. It was obvious this girl was all-natural, with a tall and perfect figure, a standard oval face, skin so tender and white like a peeled egg, smooth and delicate, her curved eyebrows like willow leaves, eyes clear as springs, reflecting autumn, lips red as if kissed by the sun, teeth like rows of shell beads—truly a beauty by birth, stunning enough to bring down cities and states, the kind that in ancient times would be the cause of great calamities.
