As she turned around swaying, the light was dazzling!
Zhao Xueer couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh when she saw Yiyi: "Yiyi, you look really nice."
"Really? I think I look good too."
Song Yiyi, upon hearing Zhao Xueer praise her, lifted her skirt and ran in front of Zhao Xueer, smiling brightly.
Everyone: "..."
Is this woman an idiot? Can't she hear the meaning behind Zhao Xueer's words?
"Hehe." Zhao Xueer chuckled, masking the disdain in her eyes, and said: "Yiyi, why don't you go sit and rest for a bit? I'm not ready yet."
"You're already so beautiful and not ready? I can't imagine how stunning you'll be later."
This wasn't Song Yiyi being sweet; she genuinely meant it, as she really liked Zhao Xueer's outfit tonight. It was especially ethereal.
"Almost done, have some fruit or sweets."
Zhao Xueer smiled happily and sent Song Yiyi away, immediately letting the makeup artist continue. The banquet was about to start, and she had to present herself beautifully.
