She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, staring at herself in the mirror, the slanted shoulder design of the gown just set off her delicate figure, and she lifted the floor-length skirt, which was the work of a French design master, which cost millions. She turned around, and her gaze fell on the remains of the incense of the ink on the Buddhist altar. "Sister, am I the prettiest woman in the venue tonight?" However, Guan Moxiang's face was framed,...

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