Mi Shen, who was wearing a rather simple style, stood out due to her small round face with delicately beautiful features, her skin as fair and translucent as jade, and her tall figure. At her age, even in flat shoes, she was almost as tall as Ye Fuling in her eight-centimeter heels.
Her proportions were perfect, and her presence... simply overpowering.
Ye Fuling looked on with growing alarm. She had previously seen Mi Shen as just a child, but now, she suddenly realized that dressed in an evening gown, Mi Shen could be this stunning. Although there was still a hint of youthfulness on her face, it no longer hindered the beauty that radiated from within.
Looking at the awed glances cast by those around, there was no doubt she would grow into astounding beauty.
Thinking this, Ye Fuling felt a surge of displeasure. Subconsciously, she turned her head, her gaze landing on Li Fengchang's face, but he seemed to be looking somewhere else and not at Mi Shen.