"No," Zi Xin cut in calmly, his dark eyes unwavering, "It's your brand's debut and that's a huge milestone, I made it like it's a gift, and your presence completes it. You will wear it."
Meili hadn't forgotten her father's warning, but this was her son, she couldn't wish to say no to him! Even though she didn't want to expose herself, she could act like a model right? No one would know she was behind all these!
Silence settled between them, broken only by the quiet hum of tires against asphalt. Meili let out a small, trembling breath as a gentle smile curved her lips, "Mn… okay… I will." She couldn't say no when it came to these little cuties.
Beside her, Zhei Ting's voice broke through, fragile yet warm, "It's still hard to believe… a year ago I was locked away at home… and now… I will walk the runway with your designs…"
Meili reached over, clasping her trembling fingers gently. "You will walk it beautifully, Ting. You are so strong, confident, and radiant. You are our muse."
