An hour later, An Biru emerged, dressed very formally, like a typical white-collar beauty, in a knee-length skirt, a white shirt, and a blazer, which made her look dignified, professional, and impressive.
A mature aura enveloped the room, and this woman's demeanor in formal attire was truly extraordinary.
Tang Feng's gaze never wavered from her, his swallowing audible. An Biru could hear it clearly, and suddenly, her face felt as if it were on fire.
"Well, do I look good?" An Biru asked Tang Feng nervously, not understanding why she felt this way.
"You look very beautiful, I never realized Sister Ru had such a great figure." Tang Feng felt an impulse to rush over to her.
"Old now." An Biru lightly brushed her hair, her face wearing a slight smile, clearly very happy.
Admiring her natural beauty, Tang Feng laughed, "Who says you're old? I'll have words with them."
"Flatterer, no wonder you're always stirring trouble with women."
"Eh, where have I?"
