Gu Jiaojiao opened the passenger-side door, her long legs emerging first. Her appearance stunned everyone present.
She drew the gazes of many neighbors, all of whom watched her in silence.
Gu Jiaojiao wore a form-fitting shirt paired with skinny jeans that accentuated her curvaceous figure.
Her jet-black, satin-like hair was tied in a ponytail, revealing a fair and delicate nape.
On her exquisitely beautiful, chiseled face was a faint, detached smile, making her seem noble and mysterious, daring anyone to approach.
Xu Lin, who prided herself on her unparalleled beauty, felt ashamed the moment she saw Gu Jiaojiao. Her eyes widened as she stared intently at the woman getting out of the car.
"Han, Chenyu, what are you all looking at, standing by the door?"
Gu Jiaojiao greeted them with natural grace, her voice as crisp and pleasant as a singing lark.
"Jiaojiao, I've brought the whole family out to the gate to welcome you," Old Sir Han said heartily.
