Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

None of these people are important, nor are they worth her attention.

As long as she successfully gained the attention of Master Eric, these people would naturally become her defeated opponents and destined to look up to her.

Just as she was comforting herself, there was a sudden noise from the small door beside the banquet hall.

"Ms. Ruan, you are simply a beam of light in the darkness, a bright moon in the sky, and a flower blooming among thorns."

It is an exaggerated and romantic way of expression unique to the F people.

The man raised his voice, and when his vocabulary was insufficient, his strange Chinese unconsciously turned into the native language of Country F.

She said enthusiastically and exaggeratedly, "My vision is right. You are even more beautiful now! You are simply breathtakingly beautiful. I am now full of inspiration and will definitely design the most suitable dress and jewelry for you. You are my Venus, my muse!"

Who is making so much noise?

Do you even know what kind of occasion this is? That's really rude.

What's more, the words he said were corny and greasy, he was just a bootlicker.

It would be so embarrassing if Master Eric heard it.

He Caiwei couldn't help but frown slightly, with a bit of contempt and disgust in her eyes, and turned her head to look over.

The moment she turned around, her pupils widened instantly, and she was shocked to find that the exaggerated and loud-voiced man whom she despised and hated was the target of her trip - Master Eric.

Eric has a tall stature of a foreigner, and because of the angle, the slender figure of the girl next to him is completely obscured, making it impossible to see clearly.

This usually arrogant genius lowered his head humbly in front of this girl, gazing at the person around him with wonder and admiration.

Even though she couldn't see his face, He Caiwei could clearly feel his obsession and admiration.

There were even many other people with hair dyed in various colors and wearing stylish clothes, surrounding the girl.

These design drafts will be admired by countless masters, who will follow the girl closely, making her the center of attention, as if she is a fairy who has accidentally landed on earth and will be lost if not careful.

This made He Caiwei so jealous that her eyes turned red. She didn't care about maintaining her dignified and proud image and stared at that place intently.

Who is it?

Who got there first and snatched away her target?

This treatment clearly belongs to her.

Damn.

You don't think that you can defeat her just by getting there first?

He Caiwei clenched her fists and thought coldly that she would pretend to pass by Eric casually later and make sure he saw what true beauty was.

She brushed her hair, straightened her posture, and walked casually towards the group of people, holding the wine glass and taking the graceful steps that were taught in etiquette.

It was as if he was just going to get the pastries behind them.

Eric, however, was only staring at the girl next to him in fascination, and didn't even look at the person who was getting closer.

He Caiwei clenched her teeth, trying hard to control her facial expression. While adjusting her hair, she looked up nonchalantly.

The first thing that catches the eye is a beautiful and bright face.

Under the beautiful and slender wild eyebrows, the black and white eyes are clear and moving, the red lips and the upturned nose are perfect.

In fact, Chinese people should appreciate the beauty of blank space more. When all the facial features are highlighted and gathered together, it is easier to make people feel vulgar.

But this girl was different.

She is also gorgeous, but her beauty is also filled with coldness. Every move she makes is a mixture of charm and cold brightness, which makes people involuntarily attracted to her, but dare not approach her.

She is the flower on the high mountain, the bright moon in the sky, the beauty that is out of reach and can only be watched.

She has a graceful figure, slender but not thin, with fullness where it should be full and concave where it should be thin enough to fit in one hand.

The beautiful dress wrapped around her body only served to complement her beauty.

This is a kind of beauty that is close to decadence, beautiful to the extreme, almost suffocating.

Ruan Xingchen casually lifted the loose hair hanging on her collarbone behind her, a helpless smile spreading across her lips: "Eric, you're exaggerating."

Her original style was to tie her long hair into a lazy bun, which was casual and retro.

Eric's eyes lit up and he insisted on helping her adjust.

Now her overly thick long hair fell behind her like floating seaweed, curled into beautiful curves.

The edges of her hair were braided into small braids that seemed casual but were actually carefully done, and then piled up into a flower bud shape at the back of her head.

This hair-tying style, which has a Chinese retro style mixed with a modern princess style, matches the dress she is wearing, making it more seamless and enhancing her beauty infinitely.

After Eric fixed her hair, the expressions of the top fashion experts around her became even crazier.

"No, that's not an exaggeration. You deserve the best words in the world."

At this moment, a female jewelry designer next to her couldn't help but interrupt her seriously.

With a fanatical look on her face, she clenched her fists and said, "So beautiful... You must know how wonderful your beauty is to us."

The so-called design is the pursuit of beauty, the ultimate beauty.