Beauty lies in the bones, not in the skin.

The mixed-race beauty in front of me is undoubtedly this category.

Bronze complexion, deep eye sockets, and three-dimensional cheekbones and jawbones.

When she stood there quietly, people who were being watched would feel that her eyes were like cold X-rays, which made people feel fearful.

But when she smiled, her eyes released infinite kindness, making people laugh along with her involuntarily.

"Hello, I'm Star..."

Star walked over and stretched out his hand to Ye Wan, his eyes shining, "My dear, you are such a beauty! I am almost falling for you."

Star came here in a hurry.

I had just woken up and had just taken a sip of my Americano when my cell phone started ringing like a life-threatening ding-dong.

On the other end of the phone, Shirlly, a veteran employee who has worked in the studio for more than three years, said anxiously that someone insisted on trying on the dresses in the store that were not open to the public.

The usually cool and good-tempered Star immediately got furious.

You can mess with her, yes! But you can touch her dress? No!

That was something more important than her life, how could anyone just touch it?

Rumor having regretted for the ten-thousandth time that he should have locked the door to the boutique showroom, Star drove his sports car at 180 mph towards the studio.

Halfway through, I heard Shirlly still chattering on the other end, "I have already explained it to the customer, but Mr. Lu said that you would be willing. I..."

Mr. Lu? Star eased off the accelerator, "Tell him that if he weren't Lu Changchuan, this day next year would be his death anniversary!"

After saying that, Star threw away his phone and drove without distraction.

As soon as I pushed the door open, I saw the figure sitting on the sofa.

She knew who it was without even looking at the face.

Before he could even utter the words "What wind brings Mr. Lu Jiu here today?", he saw a gorgeous girl pushing the door open.

She was wearing her most proud creation.

Glory.

Star, who has always been aloof and unapproachable, couldn't help but applaud and gave her highest praise.

"You are so kind!"

There was no trace of embarrassment between her eyebrows. Ye Wan accepted it calmly, "Hello, my name is Ye Wan. Your design gave life to this dress. If I'm not mistaken, you are the creator of this work of art, right?"

artwork.

She called the dress a work of art.

In this world, there are many good horses, but there are few good horse trainers.

Star's eyes suddenly glowed brighter.

"Xiao Wan, you are so outstanding! You are the girl with the most beautiful bones and the best expressiveness I have ever seen."

"You are also the youngest and most outstanding designer I have ever met."

"Xiao Wan..."

“Ahem…”

Lu Changchuan's light cough interrupted the two people who were praising each other.

It was not until then that the two seemed to realize that there were other people in the fitting room.

Lu Changchuan: “…”

Shop assistant Shirlly: ??? “Honey, follow me!”

Automatically ignoring Lu Changchuan who was trying to make his presence known, Star pulled Ye Wan to the second floor.

When going upstairs, she automatically walked behind Ye Wan and lifted up the hem of her skirt.

Shirlly, who was following behind him, said: !!! Those noble ladies in the imperial capital's wealthy circles would drop their eyes when they saw this, right? The star they admired so much would actually carry another woman's skirt? In the past, custom-made dresses had to be booked a month in advance! As expected, there is no such thing as equality in front of beauty.

hehe……

(End of this chapter)