6:20 PM, Zuimo Court.
"Mr. Yan, look at me! Am I pretty?"
Yan Feifan frowned as he watched Tian Yu emerge from the master bedroom, twirling elegantly like a little princess.
She wore little leather boots and a pink, knee-length party dress. Her usual ponytail was gone, replaced by smooth, straight hair.
A cute bow-shaped hair clip adorned her head.
As for Yan Ziruo, who stood beside her, the transformation was even more dramatic.
The stiletto heels on her shoes were a good six centimeters high.
She was wearing a one-shoulder black cocktail dress that revealed her delicate collarbones.
She also wore a pearl necklace and matching drop earrings.
Her very short hair had clearly just been meticulously styled; it was so smooth that not a single strand was out of place, and so black it shone under the light.
As for her face, it was so heavily made-up that he could barely recognize her, making her seem like a stranger to Yan Feifan.
