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 meter seventy tall, slim but not lacking where it mattered.
The first time Xia Yinian saw her, she was really quite envious; a beautiful person, wealthy, noble, and generous.
It seemed 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.
