Night had fallen, casting a sultry glow over the city streets. Yan Rouxi stood before the mirror, adjusting the red dress Xia Yuqing had picked for her. It clung to her curves like a second skin, every inch of fabric designed to captivate.
The single thin strap slipped slightly off her shoulder, teasing the sharp lines of her collarbone. The high slit exposed her toned legs, while the plunging neckline ensured no man could ignore her tonight.
She tilted her head, taking in her reflection. A slow, satisfied smirk curled her lips.
Perfect.
Her phone buzzed. A single message flashed across the screen. The man she had hired for the night was waiting downstairs.
Yan Rouxi's smirk deepened. She could already picture Gu Yixuan's expression when he saw her arriving on their first date—her arm wrapped around another man's. He would be disgusted. Revolted. If things went according to plan, he'd be the one begging to cancel their ridiculous arranged marriage.
