Zhou Chunyuan was younger than her cousin. She had an older brother and was in great shape but had a wild personality.
She is the kind of girl who grew up in the sunshine, full of vigor and vitality.
She was active and playful, and her childhood memories were filled with many beautiful things, but the memories of her cousin were few and far between.
In the girl's only memory, her cousin was her uncle and her aunt's beloved daughter, who was born prematurely and was very weak.
I couldn't leave the house for many years, and the only impression I had of him during our meeting was his pale skin and frail body.
Like the sickly Lin Daiyu who is trapped at home and unable to go out, she has a life pattern that is completely different from her own.
With completely different personalities, the two of them rarely talk to each other. When they meet, they just greet each other coldly and stammer a few pleasantries.
Later, her mother mentioned that her cousin who was in poor health was going abroad for recuperation. Zhou Chunyuan, who had been out playing with friends for a day, was not worried and nodded casually.
She never imagined that the pale and frail sister in her memory would be like this.
Like a princess living in a secluded castle, she is noble and elegant, beautiful and graceful, with a fairy-tale beauty.
After living for nearly 20 years and about to graduate from university, Zhou Chunyuan realized that she was a complete beauty lover.
Without the pretty sister, the cafeteria’s popular signature stir-fried pork no longer tastes good and tastes like chewing wax.
When Yu'er first returned home, her frail body had finally shown some improvement, so her cautious parents kept her at home to rest and adjust to the jet lag.
I've been staying at home for almost a week.
After dinner that day, the family of three gathered in the living room, and Zhou's father had something to say.
"My dear daughter, how are you feeling with the jet lag these past two days? Have you gotten used to it?"
"Didn't your mother tell the beauty salon to come over tomorrow to give you a full body treatment?"
"You can try it too. If the results are good, Dad will directly buy out that beauty salon and specialize in serving our little princess, okay?"
Well, that’s how much a father loves his daughter.
Zhou's mother did not stop him after hearing this, and even nodded repeatedly with a look of agreement.
"Mom has invited a team of internationally renowned designers to come tomorrow to design and make some clothes based on your preferences and requirements."
"It's winter now, it's time to add some new clothes to the baby's wardrobe."
Yu'er had nothing to say about this.
"By the way, Dad wants to ask for your opinion."
"Look, honey, it's been over a week since you came back."
"Dad and Mom discussed it and decided we should hold a homecoming dinner to announce your return from abroad. What do you think?"
Yu'er feels the heavy love of her parents all the time, and there is nothing she can do to see their hopes dashed.
The little girl could only nod in agreement.
After getting the approval, the ambitious Zhou's father rubbed his hands excitedly and rushed to work at the company the next day.
The first thing to do is to inform the secretary to speed up preparations for the banquet.
The father who is a daughter-slave wants to announce to the whole Jincheng that his beloved daughter Zhou Haotian is back.
The men of the Zhou family are busy outside, serving as a safe haven for the mother and daughter.
Yu'er was not idle at home either.
In the morning, the designer team arrived as scheduled, along with countless compliments.
"Miss Zhou is truly beautiful. To use a phrase in our profession, even if she were wearing a sack, she would still be a fairy from heaven."
"Miss Zhou has such great skin, so white and translucent, like warm white porcelain. This kind of skin is not picky about color and can easily control any color."
"Mrs. Zhou, your daughter's figure is absolutely perfect. The head-to-body ratio is perfect, the body proportions are perfect, she is thin but not skinny, and her skin is radiant. It is simply the beautiful figure of dreams."
Mrs. Zhou has never felt that people working in the design industry not only have excellent aesthetic tastes but also good eloquence.
She sounded very happy and smiling, but she was being modest and her words were not what she meant.
"No way! No way!"
Yu'er was surrounded by a large group of people, and they asked her a question every second. She couldn't hear clearly, let alone answer.
The next second, the topic was interrupted by another voice.
Looking at the angel-like beauty looking down at him, she had a look of pity, like a goddess looking at a mortal who longed for her love.
Several people in the design team were so excited that they almost went crazy. They barely suppressed the excitement on their faces, but they were screaming in their hearts.
Beauty kills me.
The private customization that was prepared and communicated for a whole morning was delayed until after two in the afternoon.
The service staff of the beauty salon called to inform you that they would be there soon.
Seeing that they could not delay any longer, the design team reluctantly left.
After struggling to deal with a group of people in the morning, Yu'er breathed a sigh of relief when she finally had some free time in the afternoon.
I slowly fell asleep under the beautician's loving massage.
The little girl slept until five in the evening. She was wearing a long European classical dress, rubbed her eyes, and got out of bed.
With my toes firmly touching the warm floor, I walked downstairs barefoot.
"Professor Shen, technological breakthroughs in smart home technology still rely on your team. I wish us a pleasant cooperation."
The two stood up and shook hands.
After chatting for a while, Zhou's father felt that he had understood enough and made a summary. He glanced at the sky outside.
With a smile, he extended an invitation to the talented and gentle scholar in front of him.
"Look at me, I was so engrossed in the conversation that I forgot the time. Professor Shen, if you don't mind, why not have dinner at my house?"
It was hard to refuse such a kind offer, Shen Zhixu hesitated for a moment and was about to agree.
Unexpectedly, a soft female voice came from the distant stairs.
"Mom, is Dad back? I think I heard Dad's voice."
The two men in the living room below subconsciously looked up.
When Zhou Haotian heard the sound, he knew that his beloved daughter, who was taking a nap upstairs, had probably woken up.
The old man, with his back to the stairs and before he turned around, smiled and turned around to see his precious daughter slowly walking down the stairs, holding the stairs with one hand.
"Hey, little ancestor, please look at the road and slow down."
The skirts the little girls wore were the ones they brought back from abroad.
The classic fluffy long skirt and dark green satin are tied at the slender waist, outlining a flexible waist that can be held in one hand.
The hem of the skirt is decorated with lace, layer upon layer of retro and gorgeousness.
The fuzzy, yet not fully awake little girl looked like a princess hidden in a high tower in a fairy tale.
She has a small, palm-sized fair face, snow-white skin, red lips, and a head of sandalwood-like black hair that is soft and mysterious.
Shen Zhixu's gentle and clear eyes became deep and gloomy without knowing when.
Inexplicably, there was an attacking force ready to be unleashed, like a hidden sword that instantly sharpened its blade.
His eyes fell on a pair of snow-white and pink feet that were faintly visible under the lace that swayed with the movement.
After just one glance, the man's heart skipped a beat and he restrained himself from looking away. He landed in a panic somewhere in the void under his feet, not daring to look forward again.
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