When Leng Ruobing, dressed in a white gown, descended the steps.
The air seemed to come to a standstill.
Everyone naturally turned their gaze towards Leng Ruobing, and then they were captivated by her extraordinary beauty.
Leng Ruobing had a heart-shaped face, her features were as delicate as if they had been meticulously carved by a sculptor.
Her skin was ice-white, her complexion was as pure as jade, and to describe it as fair and smooth would not be an exaggeration.
And her pair of jade-like hands were long and slender, resembling those of a pianist.
Her waist was very slim, like the slender willow trees in spring, and underneath the white gown, there was no trace of excess flesh.
Her jade-like feet were akin to lotus flowers emerging from the water, making one irresistibly want to reach out and squeeze them.
Above her jade feet were her straight and gracefully white long legs, which inspired an uncontrollable urge in those who saw them.
