"Boss!" Ming Li exclaimed by my side.
I kept my eyes on her.
The model walked out to the stage, as she moved her dress that had many drapes and long wide sleeves inspired by the element of wind that flew in the air with her motion. The colour was mostly a light shade of blue on a glittery mix of silver and white colour.
As the lights fell on her, she looked ethereal and divine.
"Close your mouth, Mr Hu, you are practically drooling here. Someone said a while back that he only admires the dress and designs, not the model...I almost believed you. Hai… my mistake," Ms Kingsman taunted me from the side.
"Trust me, Ms Kingsman, I have complete legal as well as moral rights to admire the model on stage at the moment. And more so than any other person who is present here in this venue, as the person on stage is my legally wedded and beloved wife".
"HUH!"
"Ming Li"
"Here boss"
"Arrange for a flower bouquet, the special one."
