Ning Lüluo
When she stood before Shen Wuxiao, she smiled faintly and raised her fair jade hand.
Her nails were still painted a pale green.
Most people truly could not pull off such a color, yet it did not look the slightest bit out of place on her.
She removed her large sunglasses, revealing a face so beautiful it could charm people to death without paying for their lives.
Shen Wuxiao froze on the spot.
Her hairstyle was neat and sharp. Like many of his women, the tips of her hair were dyed in streaks of pale green.
It was brimming with life, and she was stunningly beautiful.
Her eyes were like autumn waters, her brows like distant mountains; she had an oval face and peach-blossom cheeks, every feature exquisitely refined.
When she did not smile, she gave people the feeling of being dazzling as peach blossoms, yet cold as frost.
But when she smiled, she was like the warm sun of spring.
Of course, those were all secondary.
What mattered was that he knew this woman.
"Lü Luo!" Shen Wuxiao cried in surprise.
The person before him was one of his childhood companions, Ning Lüluo of the Ancient Hidden Ning Family.
In the imperial capital, many people knew there were two Ning Families.
They even shared the same ancestry.
The Ancient Hidden Ning Family focused on martial arts and rarely showed itself, while the Secular Ning Family naturally dealt in politics.
And the two Young Ladies of the Ning Family were both breathtaking beauties.
Red Leaf, Lü Luo.
If the ancient hidden families had not rarely entered the secular world, the imperial capital's beauty rankings would have been dominated by them.
To Shen Wuxiao, there was no difference. Whether it was Red Leaf or Lü Luo, they were both