The lower part was a naturally draped silk fabric, not needing a form-fitting design, yet still able to outline her excessively long and perfect legs.
Even Xia Yinian knew very well that Yu Wanqing was a rare beauty.
She had both figure and looks, at a glance, she was at least one ter seventy tall, slim but not lacking where it mattered.
The first ti Xia Yinian saw her, she was really quite envious; a beautiful person, wealthy, noble, and generous.
It seed Yu Wanqing was indeed the first woman to walk alongside Uncle without feeling too much dissonance.
Unfortunately, her sophistication and elegance were all a pretense.
This woman’s cunning was likely heavier than any other; otherwise, even Uncle wouldn’t be wary of her.
Such a woman, she no longer envied, only loathed.
Maybe Uncle had a hundred ways to deal with Yu Wanqing, but once the matter involved Grandma, even Uncle was helpless.
Xia Yinian even believed, even if Yu Wanqing drugged Uncle, Old Madam ultimately wouldn’t pursue it.
After watching Yu Wanqing’s smiling face for a while, Xia Yinian’s gaze fell on the man whose face showed no warmth.
She no longer questioned Uncle’s words.
It was evident from his disregard for the engagent party that he truly was forced into it.
Normally, knowing one’s engagent, one would return a bit earlier and change into a different outfit at least.
Yet Uncle seed to be wearing the sa outfit he wore for work today.
But, despite this, it did not affect his charm at all.
Indeed, his handso features reached a realm where clothing was unnecessary to complent him; the best, most luxurious clothes on him were rely an accompanint.
Gu Beicheng’s cold and resolute features, deep hawk-like eyes, were no different from usual.
Perhaps he was truly unwilling to be coerced, but no one could tell, not even Xia Yinian could see anything on his face.
He was like a god standing tall, whether anything happened, he always carried an appearance of being unworldly, undisturbed, and poised.
Looking at him standing on the stage, it was hard for Xia Yinian to imagine this was the sa person who just sought her help.
Actually, was Uncle really indispensable to her? It seed apart from Chi He, he had many capable people under him, didn’t he?
Alright, anyway, if he was truly forced by Yu Wanqing, she would feel distressed too.
"Thank you to our beautiful Lady Qing, now let’s invite the Seventh Young Master to say a few words." The Emcee nervously handed the microphone to Gu Beicheng.
It wasn’t that he was too timid, but today the Seventh Young Master was so cold, he almost couldn’t handle it.
Everything today was arranged by the Old Madam, and the Emcee was commonly used by the Gu Family.
Hence, he was more familiar with the Seventh Young Master than many others, not to say familiar, but at least had seen him frequently.
Yet today the Seventh Young Master was so unusually cold, isn’t it supposed to be a joyful engagent day?
For others far away, it wasn’t too bad, but he was standing so close...
In the eyes of most, anything the Seventh Young Master did was surely willing; who dared to force him to do what he didn’t want to?
Moreover, in the whole of Ye City, it seed no one had that ability.
Gu Beicheng showed no intention of taking the microphone, causing the Emcee’s hand holding it to shake more and more.
What he wanted to say was completely stuck in his throat.
Yu Wanqing was also sowhat embarrassed; she raised her mouth slightly to conceal her discomfort.
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