119: New Style

New Style

Huo Tian was given a full body treatment by a few young ladies, not even missing out on her nails and toenails. In the end, the young ladies helped her change into a glistening dress. It was said that this dress would only appear at a fashion show next month. However, Si Huan flipped through the album and was most satisfied with this dress. He directly asked the busy designer to personally send this unique dress over.2

The young ladies were full of admiration when they talked about this dress. Their compliments were piled non-stop on Huo Tian, who was wearing the dress.

Huo Tian finally managed to escape the changing room and heaved a long sigh of relief.

Si Huan was sitting on the sofa in the waiting area, flipping through the fashion magazines in the studio in boredom. He heard hurried footsteps and looked up instinctively, then he was stunned.

Huo Tian's hair had grown to her ears. She had always been too lazy to take care of her hair. Usually, when she went to school, she would use a headband to tuck her hair behind her. The purple at the end of her hair was already a little dull, but she didn't mind it. Other than her school uniform, she usually wore loose and comfortable sports attire…

At this moment, Huo Tian had changed into a silver dress. The hem of the dress was like morning glory, hanging five centimeters above her knees. As she walked, the fabric seemed to have concealed starlight, causing some glimmering to flow out. When she stood still, the fabric of the dress seemed to have a metallic texture. Coupled with the black long boots on her feet and her short hair that had been dyed purple again, she gave off a distant and inanimate feeling.

For some reason, a ridiculous thought suddenly surged into Si Huan's heart when he saw Huo Tian like this. For a moment, he felt that Huo Tian was like a robot that did not have human emotions in science fiction movies.

However, the moment Huo Tian saw Si Huan, she smiled brightly. The coldness that seemed to come from a non-intelligent lifeform disappeared instantly.

Huo Tian was like a child who was showing off her new clothes to others. She lifted the hem of her dress and spun around in front of Si Huan, her eyes shining with anticipation. "Does it look good?"

How could Si Huan give a negative answer?

He sized it up carefully for a moment and nodded with a smile. "It's very nice. The dress suits you very well. But why did they put on such thick makeup for you?"

Huo Tian seemed to be recalling her experience of being pressed onto a chair and left at the mercy of others. She patted her chest with lingering fear. "Those young ladies said that this set of clothes is more suitable with this kind of smokey makeup. Fortunately, the young ladies are skilled. Otherwise, I'm really afraid that those brushes and stuff might blind me."

Si Huan said, "If you don't like it, you can reject it."

Huo Tian picked up a small mirror from the small table and looked at her reflection happily. "It's not that I don't like it. I just don't know about those things. Actually, I quite like how I look right now. I feel like I look a little like the Huo Tian who hadn't left the Huo Family, but I'm much better looking than her."

Si Huan also recalled the first time he saw her. Her thick purple hair was draped down and her heavy smokey makeup was unbearable to look at. It could not be compared to her exquisite makeup now, but there was an unexplainable resemblance. Si Huan could not help but smile.

The two of them chatted for a while, and in the meantime, the rest of the people were done with their styling too. Ding Chen and Bi Ying were both dressed appropriately in suits, but Ding Chen's suit was white. Although he was already 30 years old, it still brought out some of his youthfulness.

Bi Ying was the opposite of Ding Chen. He was clearly young, but he chose a suit with a solemn color that matched his quiet and melancholic disposition.

Although the two men were eye-catching, the most stunning one was Ding Rong. She was wearing an off-shoulder dress, and her figure did not lose out to that of a young girl. Her disposition and looks were also much better than most women. The stylist stood by her side like a loyal servant, afraid that Ding Rong, who was not used to wearing high heels, might fall.

Only when Ding Rong walked up to her did Huo Tian close her slightly opened mouth and exclaim, "Mom, you're so beautiful."

Ding Rong lowered her head slightly in embarrassment. She held onto Huo Tian for support and sized her up carefully. Then, she said with a smile, "Tiantian is very beautiful too. Mom doesn't even realize that you've reached the age to dress up. In the future, Mom will buy you more dresses and get you some makeup, okay?"

Huo Tian shook her head. "Those young ladies said that after learning to put on makeup, one would have to wake up half an hour early every day. I don't want that."

"I just thought you had grown up, but now, you're still acting like a child." Ding Rong laughed helplessly, then let out a long sigh. "If your father saw you like this, he would definitely feel both proud and worried."

Ever since Ding Rong mentioned Huo Tian's biological father the other time, she realized that Huo Tian didn't have any ill feelings towards her father, who had never appeared before, and would thus mention him often. Therefore, although she had never seen her father, Huo Tian was very familiar with him in her heart.

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