"Girl, how about coming to the press conference with me later? Don't be nervous, these are all stylists that Dad hired for you, they came here specially to design your look." Zhan Hanjue said with a beaming smile.
"I don't want to attend the press conference."
Ling Mo knew in her heart that Zhan Hanjue's move was definitely intended to make their father-daughter relationship public.
However, she really dislikes being followed and photographed by media reporters all the time.
She had already gained some fame due to two videos of her beating up ten people single-handedly.
If the public were to learn that she is Zhan Hanjue's daughter, she would likely become an overnight global sensation.
"Girl, go and get dressed up."
Zhan Hanjue pretended not to hear Ling Mo's protests and gave a wink to the lead stylist. The group of enthusiastic stylists, upon receiving the order, dragged Ling Mo to the bedroom that Zhan Hanjue had personally arranged for her.
As soon as I burst through the door, I was greeted by a dazzling array of crystal bead curtains and pink gauze drapes.
Ling Mo looked around the bedroom in surprise and muttered to himself:
Why are older men so fond of pink?
She vaguely remembered that the water cup, hair clip, and even the packaging of the sanitary napkins that Qin Beiming had personally chosen for her were all bright, flashy pink.
Nowadays, Zhan Hanjue has decorated his bedroom in a lovely pink color, making it so beautiful that it makes one's eyes ache.
The lead stylist said with a beaming smile:
"Miss Zhan, you're joking. It's not that Mr. Zhan is obsessed with pink. Every string of beaded curtains, every pink doll, and every pink gauze curtain in the room is a testament to Mr. Zhan's love for you. Miss Zhan is in the prime of her youth and truly deserves this overwhelming amount of pink."
"Tenderness..."
Ling Mo muttered to himself, suddenly falling into deep thought.
In that instant, she no longer found the pink hue of the room an eyesore. Just as the stylist had said, every string of beaded curtains held Zhan Hanjue's overflowing love.
With that thought in mind, she found herself liking the beaded curtains and pink gauze curtains that she had previously found extremely objectionable.
It's quite mysterious.
Months ago, she never imagined that she would be cherished and pampered in her lifetime.
Who could have predicted that, a few months later, she would not only meet her beloved with whom she was willing to grow old together, but also find a father along the way who doted on her and spoiled her endlessly.
With this understanding, Ling Mo finally stopped objecting to attending the press conference with Zhan Hanjue.
Even though exposing every little detail of her daily life to the spotlight was inconvenient, in order not to let Zhan Hanjue's efforts go to waste, she still chose to follow his arrangements and obediently attended the press conference.
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