Amidst the anticipatory gazes of onlookers, Saylor stepped out of the car in high heels. She was adorned in a black qipao, impeccably tailored to accentuate her graceful figure. As she walked, the slit in the dress revealed glimpses of her slender legs, exuding both modesty and elegance.

Some couldn't help but murmur softly, "Oh my, is this the same nouveau riche young lady I remember?"

"Saylor looks absolutely stunning, and her figure is impeccable!"

"When did her sense of style become this refined?"

Saylor listened to these murmurs with great satisfaction, a subtle curve forming on her lips.

This was precisely the reaction she desired. Over the past few...