There was a moment of silence in the live broadcast room.

Some marketing accounts that refused to give up struggled under false pretenses, saying, "Your dress isn't famous, and your jewelry isn't a big brand, but there's nothing to complain about, right?"

"Dress..."

Ye Wan frowned for a moment.

It seemed as if from just a short moment, I tasted endless depression, sadness, inferiority, and loneliness.

It seemed like he had finally caught her weakness.

The haters were instantly excited.

"Do you dare to say that yours is a top international brand?"

"It's not as good as G's haute couture anyway. You, the No. 1 flying fish lady, can't show off your status!"

Ye Wan seemed to have finally thought it through.

"It's definitely not a top international brand! But..."

Changing the subject, the girl clenched her fist and looked up, her eyes shining like stars, "If she's not today, how do you know she won't be tomorrow?"

"My dears, speaking of this dress, I have to praise it highly..."

Ye Wan became increasingly excited. "That designer's name is Star, and her studio is called Star Custom Studio. How about that name? Does it sound cool? The point is, Star is a cool, super, super, super beautiful lady with a cold and elegant temperament. Oh, I've strayed from the topic..."

"Let's get back to the dress!"

After a few clicks, Ye Wan selected a few 360° all-round photos of her from the front, back, left and right taken by the media when she walked on the red carpet last night and pasted them on the big screen.

"Look at the design, the materials, and the details... Isn't it stunning?"

"Are there any kids who know what's good? How is it? Isn't it as good as those top international brands? The key is that this is our own designer and our own work. In a few years, it will be a work of art!"

"And the service was amazing! I asked them to wash and return the clothes, but they wouldn't let me! This service is unmatched!"

"Oh, there's one more thing..."

Ye Wan was beaming with joy. "This dress has a name, it's called 'Mo Ran'. How about it? Isn't this artistic conception amazing? Let me tell you, every dress that is customized by that store has a unique name. There is also a red deep V dress called 'Feng Hua'. Oh my god, one word: beautiful! Two words: absolutely beautiful! Three words: stunningly beautiful!"

Ye Wan praised Star and her studio, as well as the dresses she noticed in the studio, to the skies.

Fans love to watch their own sister spin and jump seamlessly between goddess and crazy woman.

While listening, some people were commenting: "How is it? Is it like listening to crosstalk? So funny!"

Some people disagreed, "Are you kidding? Isn't this more interesting than crosstalk? Or stand-up comedy! If my goddess doesn't work as a host one day, she can probably set up a small stall under the overpass and make a living!"

Haters: “…”

They don't want to know about the dress and the stories behind it, okay? They just want to hear Ye Wan say that her dress is not as good as the one made by G, and her newly-minted No. 1 Feiyu is not as impressive as the previous No. 1 Du Feixuan! Why is it so difficult? At the same time, Star was also watching the live broadcast.

Designers all cherish their own feathers.

Although I knew that Ye Wan would definitely cherish Mo Ran, I still felt a little uneasy.

But when he woke up early and saw the high-definition pictures released by the media, Star's heart fell back into his stomach.

At this moment, even the computer screensaver was changed to the one of Ye Wanli standing on the red carpet, looking back and smiling.

The girl has a beautiful face and a clear voice.

He spoke quickly and hastily, but every word hit the mark.

Star smiled and watched, finally understanding why her brother, who had suffered from facial paralysis for so many years, had changed so much.

That’s the aloof Ninth Master of the Lu family!

I never thought that one day I would end up like this!

Thinking of the day when he coaxed and bullied the receptionist in the studio just to let Ye Wan try on the dress, Star looked back out the window.

It's already summer, but why does she feel like spring has arrived?

(End of this chapter)