This nation seemed to have a particular love for bright colors.
Jiang Li was also dressed in red.
Her skirt fanned out like a dahlia, embroidered with local signature flowers, with strings of beads hanging from the hem, sparkling in the sunlight.
Jiang Li typically preferred plain colors, this was the first time she had dressed so brilliantly.
Her head was trembling with silver jewelry, and her wrists were covered with various bead bracelets by the aunties.
Yet it didn't look tacky at all; instead, it accentuated her radiant and lunar beauty.
Jiang Yan and Zhao Lang were among the first batch of people to be stunned.
Previously, Jiang Li had always been bare-faced, cool, and beautiful. Suddenly, after putting on makeup and wearing a sophisticated, gorgeous dress, she transformed into a cluster of tender, beautiful peonies, swaying gently, even her gaze seemed infused with a seductive charm.
She was so beautiful, it almost didn't seem realistic.
