Then, amidst the expectant gazes of everyone, the box was slowly opened.
In that instant, the air was filled with fragrance. This fragrance was different from what people usually smelled; it had a scent that was very close to the soul. Just a light sniff could make people feel comfortable and relaxed.
Especially the lingering fragrance after breathing, it's as if you've fallen asleep in a room filled with aromatherapy.
And that faint fragrance also carried a familiar scent, sandalwood...
But it doesn't seem to be sandalwood, and it's like musk, but it's far more than either of those scents.
It's so unique that it's no wonder it's called one of a kind in the world.
The scent also has a relaxing effect.
"It feels so good, this scent is really unique."
"I reckon that just smelling this every day would make me feel much happier."
Zhong Shulin's voice trembled as he excitedly said, "It's still the same scent I smelled at the auction back then. To be able to smell that unique scent again in my lifetime is truly a life well-lived! A life well-lived!"
Hearing everyone's praise, Tang Yaoyao gently curved her lips, revealing two shallow dimples on her cheeks. Then she looked at Ye Mier and said softly, "Miss Ye, now that your perfume has reappeared, its fragrance is overflowing and everyone loves it. Why don't you tell us why you created this perfume in the first place?"
Ye Mier looked up at Fu Xiuchen, her eyes gentle and warm. Then, facing everyone, she smiled and spoke with great elegance.
"This is a perfume I made when I was under eighteen. At that time, I was thinking how wonderful it would be if youth could last forever, with men forever remaining in their prime and girls forever staying in their teenage years."
This is just a dream for everyone. Time flies, and no one can race against time. If the fragrance could last forever, it would prove that we were once young, beautiful, and handsome.
So, during that year I focused on perfumery. I traveled all over the world, searched for countless nectars, grew my own flowers, collected morning dew from different seasons, and lived a life of seclusion.
Ultimately, holding onto this belief, I created this perfume. It is my pride; to me, it is a unique perfume in the world.
As everyone smelled the fragrance, it was as if they had entered her world and witnessed the efforts she had made to create the perfume.
A year of isolation from the world.
A year of trekking through mountains and rivers.
It's truly remarkable that she could create such a perfume. No wonder she's hailed as a genius young perfumer; she certainly deserves that title.
Everyone was immersed in the experience, as if they were walking the same path Ye Mi'er had walked, the same mountains she had seen, and the same rivers she had crossed, as if they were smelling the fragrance...
Suddenly, Tang Yaoyao's voice broke everyone's sweet dream at the most inopportune moment: "Miss Ye, are you sure you didn't let something slip?"
Ye Mier paused, her gaze lingering on her. Then, a surge of anger welled up inside her: "Miss Tang, is your speech always so sharp and sarcastic? If you hadn't experienced it firsthand and traveled so much, you simply couldn't understand the difficulties involved."
Tang Yaoyao completely ignored her words, smiled and said with a playful look in her eyes: "So, this is the whole process of Miss Ye creating this fragrance? You only said that the perfume has a unique scent, but you overlooked a key point."
Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback.
What does this mean...?
It sounds like Miss Tang knows more about this perfume than she does?
That's impossible...
Ye Mier looked at her in confusion: "What do you mean?"
Tang Yaoyao just smiled lightly, then looked at Fu Jincheng and said, "Mr. Fu, please put the perfume away carefully. It is indeed the most precious perfume in the world."
Fu Jincheng: "Hmm."
His deep, husky voice seemed to emanate from his Adam's apple, incredibly sexy, and coupled with his devilishly handsome face, it sent a shiver down Ye Mi'er's spine. Suddenly, an ominous premonition rose in her heart.
After the perfume was put away, everyone's attention remained on the exquisite box.
Tang Yaoyao looked at her again, her gaze unwavering, filled with a strong sense of tension and sparks flying. She said meaningfully, "Miss Ye, you didn't overlook this key point; you just didn't realize it yourself."
She had just been thinking about how to make Ye Mier reveal her true colors, and now it seemed she had found a way.
Everyone was startled.
"Miss Tang, don't make baseless accusations and fabricate stories." At this moment, Zhong Shulin said angrily. He was a fan of this perfume, and upon hearing this, he trembled with anger.
Others also expressed their doubts: "Yes, Miss Tang, you can't just say things like that. Since Miss Ye didn't explain, it can only prove that the perfume isn't the main focus that was overlooked. This isn't a movie, you don't need to make a scene for yourself."
"How could a perfumer possibly overlook all the details of creating this fragrance?"
"Yes, yes, Miss Tang has been stirring up trouble all night. First, she said that Miss Ye could no longer create the same perfume, and now she's saying that she overlooked a key point. Are you targeting Miss Ye?"
What exactly are you trying to say?
Some people got impatient because her words were so intriguing, making them eager to find out more.
Ye Mier smiled gently as she raised her thin lips again, saying, "Miss Tang is probably also a perfume enthusiast, which is why she likes it. Actually, this is not necessarily a bad thing. It proves that perfume is attractive. The fact that she likes this perfume so much is also a recognition of me."
Su Mei finally couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Is Ye Mi'er saying that Yao Ge is her fan?
vomit!
She is an idol, and an idol is an idol; there is no such thing as an idol.
They really think they're so great.
Then, she turned to look at Tang Yaoyao, her gaze deep and her smile gentle: "Now that the perfume has reappeared, and I've explained my perfumery philosophy, shouldn't this little episode come to an end? Miss Tang, you must remember, tonight is Yisha's show, and you are the spokesperson for Starry Sky No. 7 Water. I don't want to steal the spotlight, and there's no need for you to promote my perfume. Shouldn't the most important thing now be to investigate whether there are any quality issues with Yisha Starry Sky No. 3 Water?"
These words were very reasonable, and in an instant, they completely humiliated Tang Yaoyao.
Ye Mier is implying to everyone that Tang Yaoyao is desperate to become a spokesperson. Talking about other perfumes at Yisha's banquet is not an obsession with perfume; it's just a way to make more money.
At the same time, it reveals her magnanimous and unyielding temperament, as if she does not compete with others.
The strangest thing is why Fu Xiuchen, the president of Yisha, the organizer, didn't stop her?
"Miss Tang, could you please tell me about Water Number Seven? After all..."
"What if I said that 'It's You Who's the One' wasn't created by you?" Tang Yaoyao interrupted her, her voice neither loud nor soft, but carrying a heavy weight.
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