Cui Ronglian at this moment had surprisingly changed into a form-fitting, sensual cheongsam, which outlined her curvaceous figure, intoxicating to the eye.
Her jet-black hair had also been let down and styled in large curls, casually draped over her snowy, white neck. The oval face behind the gold-rimmed glasses was lightly made up. With delicate features and a distinguished appearance, although her gaze still held some timidity, her excellent figure and the transformation from before made it hard for Lin Fan to look away.
Previously, her attire truly made her look like a woman in her forties or fifties, but now she appeared to be in her early thirties at most.
Especially the black slit of the cheongsam and the red high heels she stepped in elevated her aura substantially, exuding a bit of intellectual beauty.
"Principal Cui, you look quite nice dressed like this, why make yourself out to be so old?"
