The next morning, Yang Yingxue waited at Shen Ninghua's door in a dress made of green silk.

Shen Ninghua looked at her with astonishment. The material of this dress could easily outshine people who wore it. If her skin color was slightly darker or her temperament was somewhat mediocre, she would not only fail to match the imposing beauty of material, but also look less brilliant in comparison to this dress.

Yang Yingxue's skin was snow white. Although her eyebrows ...