When she arrived at the dress-fitting center, it was still too late.
Ye Li was fuming until she entered the fitting room, and the designer in charge of receiving her was so nervous that she did not dare to breathe loudly.
Glancing back and meeting Uncle Fu's gentle eyes, which were so different from his aloof and dignified demeanor on television interviews, the designer breathed a sigh of relief.
By the time Ye Li stepped out of the fitting room, she was no longer angry.
She couldn't help it; she could be mad at Fu Yanci.
But looking at such a beautiful dress, she really couldn't bring herself to be annoyed!
Beautiful things deserve to be appreciated with gratitude and a smile.
Things also have souls!
Looking at the girl in the mirror with a champagne-gold strapless gown and a smile, even though she knew it was herself, Ye Li still felt the person was beautiful and the dress was lovely, and it was a pleasure to behold.
"Absolutely gorgeous!"