No matter what, Rong Yan believed in her, and she could not let Rong Yan down!
The stage lights clicked on, brilliant floodlights shining on the person on stage, and that red dress was breathtakingly beautiful!
Rong Yan wore a red dress identical to the one Chu Xi had on; her skin was whiter than snow, which, under the dazzling red's contrast, looked even more translucent and fair. Her delicate features were so beautiful they were lethal. The style of the dress was very simple, with the greatest trickery hidden at the back.
The slightly exposed waist was adorned with a glamorous, retro bow, and the long bow extended down to the hem of the dress. This extreme yet unexposed sensuality made Rong Yan shine with bold brightness, like a demi-fey.
There she sat quietly on the high stool at the center of the stage, in a languid pose, one hand resting on the propped-up microphone, seemingly waiting for the music to begin.