She looked flawless, certainly not the kind that dazzles, though.
Not as radiant and captivating as Brother Yu, nor possessing the exceptional temperament of Sister Qingcheng.
She had always known she was beautiful from a young age, inheriting her parents' good genes, it's just... maybe it's because of her age, she always felt a bit childish, lacking in womanly charm.
Even today, just to attend the gathering with Feng Chen'an, she had specially chosen a dress that was somewhat mature.
Feng Yanyan pursed her lips, unhappy.
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When the two returned to the private room, the waiter had already served all the dishes.