Li Jia looked at Meng Yao, whose expression remained unchanged, and it took her a while to recover from her surprise. "It looks great! Did you buy this today?"
"Well, we spent quite a bit of money today. I think you should know what we bought. How about we have a fashion show at home?" Meng Yao looked at Li Jia's strange expression and gave a faint smile. "Is it strange?"
"Well, there is one thing. In my memory, you... you shouldn't be like this." Li Jia was quite honest. Looking at Meng Yao's face so close to hers, she answered without thinking.
"Hehe, I'm not afraid to tell you this, but I have a great hobby: I try on all my clothes at home, stand in front of the mirror and admire myself. I reflect on my performance throughout the day, including my clothes, behavior, and speech. After summarizing, I make sure I don't make the same mistakes in tomorrow's busy day. These are the things that people who seem glamorous and live a high society need to do."
"When I came out of the restaurant today, I suddenly realized some things. My old life is far behind me, and I no longer need to think about what I did or said every day, or whether I did anything inappropriate. But out of habit, I still bought a lot of clothes and cosmetics. Just now in the bathroom, I had a bold idea: I want to show you all the clothes, one by one, and you are the only audience for this show. Do you understand?"
After listening to Meng Yao's words, Li Jia immediately understood something very important: Meng Yao had completely trusted her and was no longer simply looking for a place to settle down as before. "But what exactly caused this change in her?"
"So, I'm going to give my opinion on your outfit today?" Li Jia forced down her doubts and focused intently on Meng Yao in front of her.
“Yes, is that okay?” Meng Yao said, her clear eyes fixed on Li Feng’s face.
"No problem, let's get started when you're ready! Oh, would you like some music?" Since Meng Yao wanted to do this, Li Jia naturally had no reason to refuse. As for the reason, "Maybe Meng Yao will tell me when the time comes!"
"Love To See You Cry." After saying that, Meng Yao went into the bathroom. Li Jia was playing an album by Enrique Iglesias. As a world-class Latin love song prince, Li Jia was naturally familiar with his signature song, Love To See You Cry. He simply turned on the music, put in the CD, selected Love To See You Cry that Meng Yao had mentioned, and then sat comfortably on the sofa, waiting for Meng Yao to appear amidst the beautiful music.
As Enrique Iglesias's voice rang out from the top-of-the-line speakers, the bathroom door slowly opened, and Meng Yao appeared before Li Jia in a brand-new outfit. With graceful steps, Meng Yao walked up to Li Feng, then spun around and struck a sexy pose, awaiting Li Jia's evaluation.
Meng Yao was wearing a black mini skirt, a delicate and sparkly necklace, her hair was styled in an updo with a strand of hair hanging down her left ear, and she was wearing the same high heels that Li Feng had worn when he first met her. Apart from the sparkling necklace, everything else about her was black, which, combined with Meng Yao's fair skin, earned her a score of 90 in Li Jia's mind.
"The black strapless dress fits you perfectly and looks very elegant. Because its length is less than half the length of your thigh, it makes your legs appear longer. Combined with your already tall stature, it gives you an air of nobility. The only slight flaw is the necklace around your neck, which seems a bit too thin. However, the overall outfit makes this flaw a highlight of your entire look."
"Ninety points! Are you satisfied with this score?" After Li Jia finished speaking, a hint of surprise flashed in Meng Yao's eyes, and she immediately asked, "I want to know, why were those ten points deducted?"
“Your brass, oh, what you call a bra, is affecting your entire figure. With your bust size, you don’t need to wear a bra at all. Since the material of your strapless dress is prone to showing too much under the lights, you should just replace your bra with a strapless one or even just use a sticker. Apart from that, although your face looks fine, I can still see a faint sadness between your brows. These two things combined, I’ll deduct ten points, but the remaining part is enough to make you the focus of attention at any banquet.” Li Jia didn’t hesitate at all, because he saw a trace of reminiscence on Meng Yao’s face, an expression tinged with sadness.
"Oh, remove it? Hmm, thinking about it carefully, it is indeed necessary. Although the bra is very comfortable to wear now, the material of the skirt makes the shape of the bra stand out. So, I accept your suggestion." After Meng Yao finished speaking, she walked slowly back to the bathroom. Ten minutes later, a new image appeared in front of Li Jia again.
Enrique Iglesias's voice drifted through the living room, melodious yet tinged with sadness. This time, Meng Yao was wearing a black cheongsam, a slightly fitted style, and had changed into another pair of black high heels. Her hair was loose and draped over her back, and she had taken off the necklace around her neck.
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