"Baby, why are you dressed like this?"
Xia Shi's eyes brimmed with admiration; Xia Weibao truly was an artist with great potential for transformation.
Any style seemed to suit her.
Xia Weibao tugged at the military uniform she was wearing, "The production team gave it to me as a keepsake. Does it look good?"
Xu Jiayang gave a thumbs-up, "It looks good."
Then, he turned his head to look at Leng Yan, the poor thing.
After staring at the mirror all morning, he ended up being overshadowed in an instant!
"I also think it looks good," Xia Weibao said with a smile.
As she looked up, she saw Leng Yan holding a mirror in one hand and doing something under the desk with the other hand, then giving her a resentful look.
"Boss, why are you staring at me? Don't fall for me, I'm just a legend," she teased.
Leng Yan, "..."
He silently turned away, not wanting to speak anymore.
