Everyone's gaze lifted slightly. Her long, shapely legs were wrapped in a white gown. The hem brushed the floor, and along the edge were embroidered petals of red lotus, the seductive fiery red against the pure white making her unforgettable at a single glance.
At this moment, the woman stepped down from the car. When everyone saw her face, their eyes all seemed to blur for an instant.
"With her dimples she smiles, with her lovely eyes she glances." This woman fit those eight characters to perfection. Her long, glossy black hair was loosely pinned up, a red Jade Hairpin slid into the chignon. At the top of the hairpin was a carved blazing red Sleeping Lotus. Seen from afar, it was like a vivid lotus flower set upon the woman's head; those who admired it could almost smell a faint, drifting fragrance.
