She took a deep breath, then slipped into the little black dress.
Gazing at herself in the mirror, she stared blankly for a good while before feeling a twinge in her nose.
There was a saying, "Beauty so overwhelming it almost brings tears to your eyes."
She knew the dress would look good, but she hadn't realized that on her, it would be... so stunning, so beautiful.
It was as if, even in the darkness, it would radiate light.
Immediately after, she sensed a dangerous aura. Because this beauty was weakening her dominance, her own temperament seemed to adapt to the dress, her eyes seemingly exuding a sort of innocence?
"Are you ready, Miss Yan Shuang? I need to come in to match a necklace for you, and arrange your hair accessory," Suo Lun said.
"I'm ready, come in," Yan Shuang said.
Suo Lun opened the door and stepped in, then stumbled.
