Xia Yuxun emerged from the fitting room, and the maids' eyes instantly brightened.
"The gentleman indeed has great taste! This garment suits the miss perfectly!"
"Yes! The gentleman's taste has always been impeccable!"
...
Really, it was her innate beauty that mattered, not Nangong Lin. Xia Yuxun thought discontentedly.
What followed was a lengthy makeup and hairdressing session.
What was this? Were these demons trying to assimilate her too? Helpless and having already agreed to Leng Sichen, Xia Yuxun could only let them manipulate her moodily.
All that remained on her face was her eyes. The maids looked helplessly at those bothersome glasses, but remembering Leng Sichen's words, no one dared to take them off.
So, they had no choice but to go back and report as they were.
Xia Yuxun was suspicious that they'd actually been kind to spare her glasses, but the next second, the door opened, and Leng Sichen walked in.
