A white V-neck cocktail dress.
Simple and elegant little Chanel style.
It always feels like I've seen it somewhere, as if it flashed before my eyes.
But Wanwan just can't recall where she saw it.
In any case, the first impression this dress gave her was: I'm very expensive!
"I ironed it myself..."
Lu Changchuan touched Wanwan's face, "Hurry and change."
Checking the time, it was already eleven o'clock.
Most banquets start promptly at 12 o'clock.
Thinking that once she changed, she might have to leave immediately, without even asking whose banquet it was or where to go, Wanwan turned into the bathroom.
She quickly washed her face, put on the cocktail dress, and applied light makeup.
Even so, the person in the mirror seemed to have transformed.
Just before, she was dull and dusty.
Now she's radiantly glowing.
Looking at Lu Changchuan leaning against the door, watching quietly, Wanwan couldn't help but wink at him, "Do I look like a fake beauty now?"
Fake beauty?
