Three years later.
A ship from Xiang Island had just arrived at the port of Guang City.
Many eyes were drawn to the cheongsam-clad woman descending from the ship.
Clad in a moon-white plum blossom-bedecked cheongsam, her figure was exquisitely curvaceous—neither a pound overweight nor underweight—its arc revealing her impeccable body in full.
Looking up, the woman appeared to be about twenty, with delicate and beautiful features, her skin fair and supple as though it were the finest mutton fat jade.
With a porcelain-like delicate hand, she was carrying a suitcase. Every frown and smile exuded an ultimate grace that was pleasing to the eye.
A car was parked at the dock with two young men seated inside, one of them wearing a dark green military uniform, extraordinarily handsome.
The man opposite kept his gaze on the woman who had just disembarked, "Ah Xun, such beauty is truly a rare sight. Wonder which family's young lady she is."
