As Xiao Tian and the others were chatting, a gorgeous lady about twenty-seven years old walked towards the center of the hall elegantly.
Everyone instantly stopped talking and turned their heads towards the young lady.
"Miss Leng Nichang is as beautiful as ever."
"That's right."
"If only I were her husband, I would definitely smile in my sleep."
"As long as I can spend one night with her, I don't even mind if I lose ten years of my life."
"How can she be so beautiful and sexy like that?"
"Maybe because God loves her so much."
"That's right. Otherwise, it would be impossible for her to be so perfect like that."
Several men instantly praised Leng Nichang when they saw her walking towards the center of the hall.
Leng Nichang was clad in a white cheongsam. Her body was exquisite to the extreme, and her skin seemed so soft that it would break with a single touch.
