Shao Qi's eyes instinctively locked onto the person stepping out of the car, a splash of vibrant cyan flooding his vision. The moment he saw her smile, his heart slipped beyond his control, bursting with an irrepressible joy. To his absolute astonishment, she was wearing a traditional Chinese *qipao*, styled with half-length sleeves and a tassel-trimmed collar.
Country T had once experienced a massive craze for traditional Chinese attire, particularly the *qipao* worn by women. Yet what he had seen on various celebrities before didn't even compare to this; those women were completely beneath his notice, while he didn't even want to blink or miss a single second of her now.
Yet what was this sudden irritation gnawing at him? Why did she have to look so breathtaking in that outfit? That slender waist, those straight legs, snow-white skin, and the white floral prints on the *qipao* that fluttered gently with every step she took. The hem fell right at her knees, offering just enough freedom of movement, though her hair was a bit disheveled, making it painfully obvious how unaccustomed she was to this environment and how reluctantly she had agreed to wear such clothes.
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