Just at this moment, at the entrance of the conference hall, a graceful figure appeared.
This figure was dressed in a long silk gown, her cascading hair simply gathered at the back of her head with a jade hairpin, humble yet regal, and on her feet were flat cloth shoes. Such attire might have seemed plain on someone else, but on this figure, she seemed like a lady from a painting, imbued with an ancient charm. Particularly striking was her face—without a touch of makeup yet devastatingly beautiful. Every furrow of her brow and every smile radiated a breathtaking beauty.
As soon as this figure appeared, she captured the attention of everyone in the room. All eyes were fixed on her, captivated by her exquisite face and outstanding demeanor.
Of course, this figure was none other than Tan Yunjing.
