Lu Yi quickly asked, "Miss Song, did you bring a dress? If you want, you can pick one from our studio. Don't worry, we work with top international brands. I guarantee they are from the latest season."

"Huo Qi..."

Huo Yunque did not return to the sofa. Instead, he went to sit beside Song Yaoyao.

When he heard the makeup artist's words, he called out to Huo Qi lightly.

Huo Qi immediately turned around, returned to the car, and quickly returned with a gift box.

The backlight on the makeup mirror was really bright. The man supported his chin, and his expression was relaxed and casual as he sat to the side quietly.

He looked extraordinarily young. The texture of his sweater neutralized his overly cold temperament, and his long legs were naturally crossed. He sat there indifferently as Lu Yi helped Song Yaoyao apply foundation.

Lu Yi's hand trembled. He wanted to cry.

He was a makeup artist who had come in contact with countless big shots, but this man was the infamous Mr. Huo, and he was sitting right there on the side staring at him.

It made him paranoid: if he accidentally touched the girl or looked at her in the wrong place, Mr. Huo may beat him up!

Song Yaoyao could feel the makeup brush sweeping across her face. With her eyes closed, her senses were immediately magnified.

The man sitting beside her had a strong presence that could not be ignored.

Song Yaoyao's dimples sunk like they were filled with honey. "Gege, are you there?"

She stretched out her hand and crawled it across the table.

Clap—

A big hand grabbed hers, and the man's deep and charming voice sounded beside her ear, "Song Yaoyao, quiet."

The girl's hand was soft like it was boneless, and it felt like fairyfloss. He intertwined his fingers with hers perfectly.

"Okay~"

Song Yaoyao snuck a smile. Her goal had already been achieved.

Lu Yi's eyes met with the stylist's eyes and he sensed his strong sadness.

Next to them sat a godly person who had an intimidating presence. And, as if that wasn't bad enough, the two were even holding hands brazenly.

He refused to watch this public display of affection!!

But thoughts were different from reality. As soon as he entered working mode, Lu Yi immediately displayed the skills of an international makeup artist. Even though the girl already had exquisite features, he still did all he could to make her more beautiful and perfect...

As the result appeared in front of him, Lu Yi's eyes lit up.

"Oh God! Trust me, Miss Song, you're going to be the center of attention tonight!"

The girl's jet black hair was styled into big, loose curls. Her well-shaped eyebrows looked even more exquisite after a bit of refinement. Her eyes were clear, sparkling like pure autumn water. Her curled eyelashes were more curled; each lash was defined. The eyeshadow was light, but Lu Yi was brave with the eyeliner.

The smoky purple eyeliner traced along the roots of her eyelashes, ending with a small upward tail.

When she blinked, one could see that she had glitter applied to her eyelids. Under the light, her eyes were luminous and shiny like diamonds

Song Yaoyao stared at her reflection in the mirror and looked left and right. "Mr. Lu Yi, I really like what you've done," she praised sincerely.

"It's my honor."

Nothing was more pleasing than having his craft acknowledged.

Especially when it came from the girl's gentle voice. When she praised a person, her tone was sweet and lovable.

As soon as his voice fell, the temperature in the room suddenly dropped...