Mu Qingxuan stepped slowly out of the fitting room, wearing a pale yellow dress.
Her figure was slender and graceful, with proportions even better than the lead dancers of the art troupe. Her limbs were long and delicate, her exposed arms soft and fair. As she moved, the hem of the dress swayed, forming beautiful arcs in the air. Although she was wearing the trendiest fashion from Gangcheng, she radiated a rare, classical elegance. She looked as poised and delicate as a model who had just stepped off a television screen—so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.
The customers who had originally been drawn to the shop by the commotion found themselves unable to move their feet.
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