The golden short columns guided the way through the entrance; just beyond lay the main venue for tomorrow's Fashion Week.
The long crystal runway was so beautiful it could make one cry, refracting the lights cast from all directions into thousands of fragmented diamonds.
But despite the venue's stunning beauty, the more Xia Ye looked, the colder her heart felt. Not to mention the settings, even the fresh flowers on the round tables seemed like something out of a dream.
This is just...
"Ms. Xu's daughter has arrived? Quick, take me to see her!" Borden had just watched the model fitting backstage, and upon hearing that Ms. Xu's daughter had arrived, he hurried toward the main venue with a tape measure hanging from his neck.
J's girlfriend...
Borden had already imagined her in his mind as the spitting image of the goddess Venus.
Sketching Xia Ye's features in his mind, he stepped out of the backstage area and ran straight into Xu He and her group.