Wen Ran opened his eyes as wide as he could. "You, you borrowed it? Is this haute couture?"

Seeing that Wen Ran was still holding something in his hand, Xiao Zhao continued to hold the box.

"Let's go in quickly. I'm sure you'll like what you see inside."

Xiao Zhao walked into the hall panting.

Wen Ran followed closely behind, feeling as happy as if he had eaten honey.

She was already excited before she even started walking on the red carpet.

The organizer arranged dressing rooms for everyone, and the big-name stars had separate dressing rooms.

Wen Ran was in the public dressing room, and he could hear some chattering inside before he even entered.

Some people were scolding the makeup artist for not looking good with their eye makeup.

Some were complaining that the dresses didn't fit them well.

Others have already put on makeup and created various poses for their assistants to take pictures.

All in all, it was very lively inside.

Wen Ran went in and found an empty seat in a small corner.

She put the things in her hands on the sofa behind the dressing table.

Xiao Zhao put down the plastic box and hurried to open it.

With a bright smile, she shouted, "Sister Ran, look quickly, this is the NG spring haute couture style."

Xiao Zhao scratched his head and added, "But... this is a high-end custom from three years ago."

Wen Ran picked up the dress. The white silk satin felt very delicate and smooth.

The skirt is dotted with plump, round sea pearls about 4mm in size, exuding a subtle and warm luster.

With its strapless design and long, floor-length skirt, the whole dress is extremely gorgeous.