The makeup artist moved swiftly, finishing Wei Anning's makeup in a few strokes. In the mirror, she appeared stunningly beautiful, still in that beige sheer long dress, with an elegant updo and vintage red lips that highlighted her fair skin, just like a princess from a fairy tale.
She picked up her clutch, lifted her skirt, and hurried out of the room, only to see Leng Youchen leaning against the wall smoking. Her eyes dimmed slightly as she slowly stepped forward, stopping in front of him, looking up.
Under the light, the man's features were as picturesque as ever, still cool and aloof. Yet, she alone knew he had a heart that burned fervently for her.
She reached out her hand, gently covering the back of his hand, and then tightened her grip, "Leng Youchen, this time I won't run away. Two days a week, I will keep my promise, and never let you down again."
