C12 She Was Stunning Everyone's Eyes!

Elsewhere, Chu Mingyao also caught a glimpse of Soong Yiren.

Yet, before he could get a clear view of her face, Gong Lingye, who had approached to speak with the test leader, obstructed his view.

By the time Gong Lingye stepped aside, the girl who had been seated was now at the corner of the control panel, out of Mingyao's line of sight.

Gong Lingye and Chu Mingyao had come simply to discuss a few projects and take a brief tour, so they soon departed from the office.

On Sunday at noon, Soong Yiren received a gown from Gong Mochen.

She had always admired Yu Ruonuan's beauty—a beauty that radiated an ethereal charm. However, it wasn't until she slipped into the dress and faced the mirror that she realized she could embody such breathtaking allure.

The reflection showed a young woman barely into her twenties, with features so exquisitely refined they seemed flawless. Her skin glowed like the finest jade, her dark hair and fair complexion complemented by full red lips. Her eyes held the depth of mountains and rivers, and a mere glance from her could compel one to offer up the world's treasures.

Soong Yiren's lips curved into a pleased smile; she was delighted with her look for the day.

Twenty minutes later, she was seated in Gong Mochen's car.

He was dressed in a sharp black suit, the dry rose hue of his tie adding a touch of allure to his otherwise icy demeanor.

He made his way directly to the lounge, his footsteps alerting Soong Yiren. She turned, and their eyes met.

The encounter wasn't quite what he had anticipated, and Gong Mochen was visibly taken aback. Then, as realization dawned, his expression soured to one of disdain.

Yet, inwardly, he was surprised. How could this twenty-year-old girl suit the gown so perfectly?

Before long, they arrived at the Gong Family's estate, where the evening's banquet was to be held.

The manor's entrance was a showcase of luxury vehicles, a rare sight now assembled in one place.

As Soong Yiren stepped out of the car, she could feel the collective gaze of everyone present shift to her.

Clad in a floor-length gown of dusky rose, the dress's tailored fit accentuated her figure. The rich, yet antiquated color, bathed in the evening's soft light, seemed to cast her in the glow of a Renaissance masterpiece. She was the epitome of beauty, grace, and enigma.

Beside the vehicle, Gong Mochen too alighted.

Soong Yiren extended her alabaster arm, linking it with his. Together, they gracefully navigated through the sea of onlookers' stares and made their way into the manor's grand hall.

She exuded an enigmatic allure, while he possessed a refined, icy demeanor that left the crowd momentarily breathless.

Only after the pair vanished from view did the murmurs begin. "Is that Young Master Gong's girlfriend? She's far more stunning in person than in any media photo!"

"Did you really think Young Master Gong would bring just any girl to an event? Whoever becomes his girlfriend, even lacking a powerful lineage, must possess a beauty that turns heads."

"Absolutely! It looks like Young Master Gong might beat his uncle to the altar!"

Overhearing the chatter, Yu Chengzhi, who had just arrived at the manor, stood a little taller.

He was the father of the bride-to-be, and the thought of his daughter joining the esteemed Gong Family brought a radiant smile to his face. He carried himself with the air of someone already part of the inner circle, exuding confidence from head to toe.

In Imperial City, two bachelors were the talk of the town among the elite: Gong Lingye and Gong Mochen.

Gong Lingye was almost untouchable, his status lofty and his tactics ruthless—akin to a deity atop a snowy summit.

Gong Mochen, though known for his cold exterior, seemed more accessible than his counterpart.

But "more accessible" was relative, especially when it came to the city's premier family. The socialites could only dream of a chance encounter with Gong Mochen.

Meanwhile, Soong Yiren had already made her entrance into the hall.