Even Tan Zongming stepped aside, fearing that standing there like a third wheel might interfere with the interaction between this talented man and beautiful woman. Gao Wen was wearing a pale purple form-fitting evening gown that outlined her figure to perfection, without a single ounce of excess fat. Her arms were slender, her waist-to-hip ratio was impeccable, and her skin was so tender it looked as if a mere touch might make it break. Only then did Chen Mu truly understand why so many business moguls would spend a fortune just to dine with female celebrities—they were simply chasing this kind of beauty.
And perhaps hoping for something more.
For a star like Gao Wen, the term "peerless beauty" was the only fitting description.
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