Chapter 124: 0124 They are destined by heaven…
“Esteemed ladies, please come this way.”
Su Ran replied with that and then walked in.
At that moment, in the banquet hall.
Watching more and more women gather around Gu Heng, Su Xinyan swelled with pride and satisfaction.
An excellent man would unconsciously attract a flock of women’s attention.
And this most excellent man of all was hers, Su Xinyan’s.
Zhao Yiyi reached out to pat her shoulder and whispered as her gaze turned towards Gu Heng:
“Xinyan, you’d better keep a close eye on my cousin, none of those women have good intentions.”
Su Xinyan smiled softly, her eyes filled with trust and infatuation as she looked at Gu Heng.
“I trust Brother Heng.”
“Trusting my cousin is one thing, but keeping other women from playing tricks is another. Don’t just stand there dumbly, go on.”
As she saw Gu Heng emanating an air of nobility while talking to the women, a flicker shone in Su Xinyan’s beautiful eyes. She nodded toward Zhao Yiyi, picked up the skirt of her dress gently, and began walking towards Gu Heng with grace and poise.
Gu Heng was the brightest man that night, and she, Su Xinyan, was the most beautiful woman there, the only one worthy to stand by his side…
They were, undoubtedly, meant to be…
“Brother Heng, what are you talking about?”
Upon Su Xinyan’s arrival, Gu Heng was instantly liberated, sighing a breath of relief.
He naturally wrapped his arms around Su Xinyan’s slender waist, his voice gentle and filled with a hint of indulgence.
“Just making small talk, are you tired?”
Su Xinyan shook her head, looking at Gu Heng with eyes so tender they seemed like they could squeeze out drops of water, and her look of coy charm made the men present gawk.
“Oh my God, you two could stop flaunting your love.”
“Xinyan, Gu Heng, you two really are a perfect match, truly a match made in heaven.”
“Gu Heng, you better treat our Xinyan well, there are many who covet our beautiful Xinyan.”
Gu Heng smiled lightly, his gaze filled with warm and pampering affection as he looked at Su Xinyan.
Feeling shy, Su Xinyan lowered her head and once again soaked in the adoration of everyone.
The banquet hall suddenly fell into an eerie silence, and after an undefinable amount of time, sounds of sharp intakes of breath echoed through the room.
A gasp of astonishment rang out.
A stunning figure suddenly appeared before everyone, approaching with a composed pace, as if stepping through the abundance of spring and the hardships of autumn rain, startlingly exquisite beyond any adjectives.
A light purple, form-fitting long dress.
Unlike the purple gown Ye Zhichen fancied, this light purple dress was evidently more challenging to wear.
There was a faint spreading of pink within the light purple, creating a strong visual impact, with a design that was both simple and fashionable. The straps were covered with a sheer veil.
The delicate and beautiful collarbone peered through the thin mist of fabric, her skin like creamy jade, gleaming under the room’s full lighting as if she were a goddess walking out of a purple starburst, mysterious and elegant yet charmingly enchanting.
The form-fitting design showcased her slim and lofty figure, curvy and exquisite, while the whole gown was speckled with tiny sparkling stars—the hem reaching the ground, emitting brilliance with every graceful step she took.
Su Ran was undeniably beautiful.
But no one had anticipated she could be this breathtakingly gorgeous, leaving people at a loss for words.
Pretty? Beautiful? Absolutely stunning? Exquisite?
These words seemed too superficial for her, as if any adjective was an affront to her beauty.