The big boss is reborn and lets himself go.

Imperial Capital Brilliant Garden

The following evening, as the sun gradually sank in the west and night slowly spread across the horizon, it was as if someone had accidentally spilled a bottle of blue ink, letting the color spread freely on the rice paper. The distant mountains, which had been lush and green, now seemed to be covered by a soft honey color, gradually becoming blurred and eventually turning into a hazy silhouette.

The setting sun hung on the edge of the western mountains, like a ripe orange, radiating an alluring glow. It generously poured its last rays upon the clouds, instantly dyeing the pristine white wisps of cloud with crimson, orange, and other hues, like a magnificent, colorful painting. These layers of rosy light spread across the sky, as if a painter's brush were freely wielding its power, leaving behind breathtakingly beautiful strokes.

The sycamore trees lining the back garden path rustled gently in the evening breeze, their branches whispering secrets. Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows that danced gracefully on the ground like playful sprites. The shadows of passersby stretched long in the twilight, as if elongated by time itself, their silhouettes appearing and disappearing in the soft twilight, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.

The servants at Brilliant Garden were all doing their jobs, or chatting in pairs under the trees after finishing their work, living a very pleasant life.

The clouds on the horizon seemed to be slowly painted by an invisible hand. The original brilliant orange-red gradually faded, replaced by a deep purplish-red, as if a painter was constantly adjusting the colors on a palette, and finally blending this heavy purplish-red into the endless ink.

The paths in the park seemed to be awakened by the deepening night, with lights lighting up one after another. The warm yellow glow, like a light veil, gently enveloped the streets, concealing the hustle and bustle of the daytime.

Against the backdrop of the night sky, the distant high-rise buildings resembled twinkling stars, echoing the few stars that had just begun to emerge in the sky, as if engaging in a dialogue that transcended space.

A gentle evening breeze brings a touch of coolness, like a pair of soft hands caressing people's cheeks, bringing an indescribable sense of comfort. The air is filled with the fragrance of earth and grass, the scent of nature, a unique aroma of the night. Together with the warm yellow glow of the streetlights, the lights of the high-rise buildings, and the stars in the sky, it paints a heartwarming picture of everyday life.

As night slowly falls, the city gradually awakens under the lights, bustling with traffic and noise—the hustle and bustle of the night is just beginning. However, the tranquility and gentleness of the evening, like the brightest star in the night sky, though faint, quietly hides in the depths of people's memories, to be rekindled in some unexpected moment.

Brilliant Garden Main Building

Private dressing room

Zhou Yanhuan's private dressing room is a space filled with fashion and art. The establishment of this dressing room is not only due to Zhou Yanhuan's work needs, but also her pursuit of a high quality of life.

Because Zhou Yanhuan dislikes people walking around in her bedroom, and she has a professional team of private makeup artists, this dressing room came into being. It is not only Zhou Yanhuan's daily work and social space, but also a stage for her to showcase her personal style.

The design of this dressing room is ingenious, with every detail showcasing Zhou Yanhuan's personality and taste. From the exquisite vanity to the comfortable sofa, and the stylish photos covering the walls, everything exudes a unique charm.

Although Zhou Yanhuan herself possesses certain makeup skills, she knows that some things should be left to professionals to achieve the best results. Therefore, she did not hesitate to hire this excellent team of makeup artists to create a perfect look for her.

For Zhou Yanhuan, paying the team's salaries and daily expenses wasn't a burden. After all, she wasn't short of money, and she believed such an investment was worthwhile. After all, a sophisticated makeup look could enhance her confidence and charm in various situations.

Therefore, although Zhou Yanhuan uses this dressing room most of the time, she is still willing to spend time and money to maintain the team's operation. Using it occasionally is a kind of enjoyment and relaxation for her.

The crystal chandelier, like stars in the night sky, cast shimmering light on the vanity mirror, seemingly enveloping the entire room in a dreamlike atmosphere. The styling team had already neatly arranged the makeup cases to the side, a dazzling array of cosmetics and tools, waiting to be used.

Miss Zhou Yanhuan leaned lazily against the carved soft couch while the manicurist meticulously trimmed her nails. Her nails were trimmed into rounded almond shapes, and the tips were covered with a layer of mother-of-pearl nail polish, which reflected a moonlight-like luster under the light, making her stand out.

The hairstylist, holding a silver comb, skillfully styled the young lady's cascading long hair into a retro updo. The updo was adorned with diamond hair accessories, each crystal echoing her earrings, as if weaving a dazzling starry sky above her head.

Meanwhile, in the next room, several other men were trying on custom-made suits. The tailor knelt on the Persian carpet, holding a silver measuring tape, carefully measuring the length of the trousers to ensure every detail was perfect. He then tied his silk tie into a neat Windsor knot, adding a touch of sophistication and elegance to the overall look.

Meanwhile, her older sister, Zhou Jiayue, was surrounded by stylists. She wore a fluffy princess dress, the hem of which covered the velvet sofa, making her look like a blooming flower. The makeup artist used champagne gold eyeshadow to create a starry eye makeup, and lightly touched up her lips with a mauve lipstick, instantly adding a touch of elegance and maturity to her originally childlike face.

The team members worked together seamlessly, moving effortlessly between rooms like a group of well-trained dancers. The air was filled with the heat from curling irons, mingling with the scents of various perfumes to create a unique and captivating atmosphere.

This magnificent transformation, meticulously crafted by a professional team, perfectly sculpted the noble air of the aristocratic family, achieving a balance that was neither overly ostentatious nor lacking in prestige, yet instantly conveying her refined elegance.

The warm lights in the dressing room cast a soft glow, illuminating every corner. The makeup artist's brush fluttered as lightly as butterfly wings, gently sweeping across the young lady's face. Zhou Yanhuan leaned elegantly against the carved dressing table, her amber eyes slightly closed, seemingly completely immersed in the wonderful makeup process.