All these years, Ji Xinxin had never admitted anyone was prettier than her, but in this moment, she had to concede to Ling Chuxia's beauty.
The saying goes, "A happy woman is the most beautiful," and it's absolutely true.
Ji Xinxin paused for a few seconds, then clicked her tongue in admiration, "Not bad, Xiaxia, the ugly duckling is finally turning into a swan. It's a pity your Shi Che isn't here; otherwise, he'd be blinded by your beauty."
Receiving praise from Ji Xinxin was not an easy feat. Ling Chuxia's lips curled slightly, her eyes shining brightly.
It was a shame Shi Che wasn't with her today to try on dresses, otherwise, she could have shown him how beautiful she looked right away.
Ling Chuxia thought for a moment, her dark eyes shifted slightly, then she walked to the side, took out her phone from her bag, and said to Ji Xinxin, "Xinxin, help me take a picture."
