Xin Xiaoxiao walked out of the dressing room, ignoring Zhong Qingyang, and headed towards the large mirror, standing in front of it, looking at herself in the mirror.
Her long hair was styled in big waves, with a few strands curled particularly tightly at her forehead, giving her a gentle and elegant look without losing its playfulness.
"Xiaoxiao, you look really nice dressed like this."
Zhong Qingyang stood behind Xin Xiaoxiao, gazing at her reflected in the mirror, and lavishly praised her.
Half sincere, half deceitful.
Although Zhong Qingyang was not as tall as Xiang Yiqing, he was still above average among men. He wore a black suit and a bow tie, standing behind her, smiling at her reflection in the mirror.
She looked and slowly became entranced.
It was as if Xiang Yiqing was smiling warmly at her, warming her heart.
"Xiaoxiao."
