The dressing room door opened with a laugh, revealing a handsome young man in a meticulously handcrafted black suit, exuding an air of elegance and charm, with a white camellia corsage on his chest, leaning casually against the door.
With striking looks and a subtle aristocratic aloofness, he was reminiscent of a younger version of Third Young Master Jun, yet he possessed less mischief and more gentleness than the Third Young Master.
"It's time." His gaze fell upon Jun Yiyi, and as Jun Yiyi slowly turned around, his deep eyes suddenly lit up, momentarily dazed, then a smile appeared on his lips, "You look beautiful today."
Jun Yiyi stood up, gracefully holding the hem of her dress, and performed a curtsy with elegant poise.
With her head tilted, her youthful and enchanting face broke into a radiant smile.
"Not just beautiful, the most beautiful!" she unabashedly praised herself, her eyes brimming with confidence and pride.
