If Lin Qingya in her nightgown was the epitome of a lazy, sensual domestic beauty, then the meticulously dressed Lin Qingya had transformed back into an agelessly stunning woman of high-class elegance and otherworldly charm.
Her long black hair was combed neatly, and her delicate skin was fair and rosy—flawlessly perfect. Her eyes, clear as autumn waters, seemed capable of speech, and her pretty face with a hint of a smile was simply immaculate. She was a peerless beauty, radiant enough to topple cities and kingdoms, and even though Qin Hai had seen countless beauties, he was utterly captivated by her in this moment.
"Qingya, you look so beautiful today!" Qin Hai couldn't help but compliment her. When it came to the woman he loved, he was never stingy with words of praise.