The gown was white. Its top part was identical to a cheongsam. It had a delicate mandarin collar on top of its shoulders and its sleeves were made out of transparent silk. The top showed a halterneck style. A pair of phoenix feathers were embroidered on the collarbone part with golden and silver threads.
The dress stretched to the middle of her thigh before splitting to the left and the right. It fluttered down like a tailcoat or mantle would. On her waist was a thin belt made out of a silver-and-gold rope.
The gown was sweet yet noble; retro yet stylish. Coupling it up with a pair of golden stilettos, Yun Xiangxiang was bestowed with an air of grace and elegance.
"Junior, your beauty exceeds itself every time," Xue Yu was stunned when he came to take Yun Xiangxiang.
"You look dashing too, senior."
Xue Yu was in a special long suit today, with one side of the collar draped on the other. It was quite novel. His suit also had embroidery on it.
