Mu Lingxi’s thin lips squeezed into a straight line, and did not answer Luo Liyan’s question, instead, he looked undoubtedly at Du Xiaowei.
“President Mu, this is the only dress that’s not revealing in the studio…” Du Xiaowei looked at Mu Lingxi with some embarrassment.
“Hmph.” Mu Lingxi sarcastically made a noise nasally. “It seems that the top modeling studio in Z country amounts to just this much.”
But having said that, he did not continue to trouble Du Xiaowei.
After all, between being too beautiful and being too revealing, he would choose being beautiful.
What’s more, the little one that he likes, no matter how he tries to hide it, is more than enough for people to see her at first glance within the crowd.
Du Xiaowei sighed in relief and hurriedly brought over the bill.
Mu Lingxi picked out a dark tie, but Luo Liyan took two steps forward and pushed his hand down.
“Tie a bow tie today.”
Du Xiaowei silently screamed not good, and her complexion changed with anxiety.
“Aiya, little girl, President Mu’s style today is more suitable for a tie. He has a good eye, the one in his hand is the best suited for his suit.” She smiled and wanted to save the scene.
Who doesn’t know that the object the CEO of Mu Company hated the most were bow ties. He has never adorned them despite the many years of public appearances.
Because he felt that it looked silly just like a pet.
There was once a new star in the fashion industry who had won an international award, choosing a bow tie for him without fearing death. Within a few days, it was exposed that they were met with a car accident. Unable to hold a paintbrush ever again, they retreated from the fashion scene dejectedly.
TN: ‘they’ was used here as the gender of the star was not defined in the original.
Everyone knew by whose hand this was.
But Luo Liyan didn’t care about Du Xiaowei’s attitude at all, walked to the side, picked a thin dark blue bow tie, and gave it to Mu Lingxi.
“Ties are too serious and it looks a little oppressive. A little more liveliness matches the dress on me more.”
The words ‘matches…me more’ naturally and swiftly appeased Mu Lingxi’s sullen heart.
He bent halfway down and stretched his head in front of Luo Liyan.
“Come, you help me fasten it.”
Luo Liyan gently bit her lower lip, carefully tied the bow tie, and then adjusted its position.
Only then did she smile sweetly, her eyes dyed thickly with honey.
“So handsome!”
Mu Lingxi straightened up and looked at himself in the mirror, then patted Luo Liyan’s head in satisfaction.
“En, I also feel pretty handsome.” He faintly smiled, his eyes affectionate.
Then, with a big wave of his hand, he directly signed the bill and then swept up Luo Liyan horizontally.¹
¹TN: Princess hug~
“Let’s go, I’ll take you to go eat delicious food.”
“You jerkface! Are you trying to scare this lord to death?” Luo Liyan shrieked, banging her little pink fists on Mu Lingxi’s chest gently, indescribably coquettish.
Looking at their sweet embracing backs as they left, Du Xiaowei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Sure enough, in this world, even the most powerful people would have a day where they yield.
It was just that the hundred-year steel has suddenly turned into finger-twisting softness², it really frightened people.
²TN: Someone who has always done things his way (hard-headed) suddenly becoming soft and catering to another’s whims/thoughts (being twisted around their pinky)
“Who is that woman? Which rich family’s miss?”
“I don’t know, I can ask later.”
“To be brought in by the President of Mu Company while holding hands, could it be that her status has already been established?”
Listening to the chitter-chatter of everyone’s discussions, Li Wenqian clenched the long skirt in her hand resentfully.
This damn Luo Liyan not only snatched the attention, that should have belonged to her, but also made her walk behind her like a servant, lifting the skirt train for her.
Mu Lingxi’s thin lips squeezed into a straight line, and did not answer Luo Liyan’s question, instead, he looked undoubtedly at Du Xiaowei.
“President Mu, this is the only dress that’s not revealing in the studio…” Du Xiaowei looked at Mu Lingxi with some embarrassment.
“Hmph.” Mu Lingxi sarcastically made a noise nasally. “It seems that the top modeling studio in Z country amounts to just this much.”
But having said that, he did not continue to trouble Du Xiaowei.
After all, between being too beautiful and being too revealing, he would choose being beautiful.
What’s more, the little one that he likes, no matter how he tries to hide it, is more than enough for people to see her at first glance within the crowd.
Du Xiaowei sighed in relief and hurriedly brought over the bill.
Mu Lingxi picked out a dark tie, but Luo Liyan took two steps forward and pushed his hand down.
“Tie a bow tie today.”
Du Xiaowei silently screamed not good, and her complexion changed with anxiety.
“Aiya, little girl, President Mu’s style today is more suitable for a tie. He has a good eye, the one in his hand is the best suited for his suit.” She smiled and wanted to save the scene.
Who doesn’t know that the object the CEO of Mu Company hated the most were bow ties. He has never adorned them despite the many years of public appearances.
Because he felt that it looked silly just like a pet.
There was once a new star in the fashion industry who had won an international award, choosing a bow tie for him without fearing death. Within a few days, it was exposed that they were met with a car accident. Unable to hold a paintbrush ever again, they retreated from the fashion scene dejectedly.
TN: ‘they’ was used here as the gender of the star was not defined in the original.
Everyone knew by whose hand this was.
But Luo Liyan didn’t care about Du Xiaowei’s attitude at all, walked to the side, picked a thin dark blue bow tie, and gave it to Mu Lingxi.
“Ties are too serious and it looks a little oppressive. A little more liveliness matches the dress on me more.”
The words ‘matches…me more’ naturally and swiftly appeased Mu Lingxi’s sullen heart.
He bent halfway down and stretched his head in front of Luo Liyan.
“Come, you help me fasten it.”
Luo Liyan gently bit her lower lip, carefully tied the bow tie, and then adjusted its position.
Only then did she smile sweetly, her eyes dyed thickly with honey.
“So handsome!”
Mu Lingxi straightened up and looked at himself in the mirror, then patted Luo Liyan’s head in satisfaction.
“En, I also feel pretty handsome.” He faintly smiled, his eyes affectionate.
Then, with a big wave of his hand, he directly signed the bill and then swept up Luo Liyan horizontally.¹
¹TN: Princess hug~
“Let’s go, I’ll take you to go eat delicious food.”
“You jerkface! Are you trying to scare this lord to death?” Luo Liyan shrieked, banging her little pink fists on Mu Lingxi’s chest gently, indescribably coquettish.
Looking at their sweet embracing backs as they left, Du Xiaowei finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Sure enough, in this world, even the most powerful people would have a day where they yield.
It was just that the hundred-year steel has suddenly turned into finger-twisting softness², it really frightened people.
²TN: Someone who has always done things his way (hard-headed) suddenly becoming soft and catering to another’s whims/thoughts (being twisted around their pinky)
“Who is that woman? Which rich family’s miss?”
“I don’t know, I can ask later.”
“To be brought in by the President of Mu Company while holding hands, could it be that her status has already been established?”
Listening to the chitter-chatter of everyone’s discussions, Li Wenqian clenched the long skirt in her hand resentfully.
This damn Luo Liyan not only snatched the attention, that should have belonged to her, but also made her walk behind her like a servant, lifting the skirt train for her.
