The same question was in Jiang Zeyu’s eyes. Why aren’t you leaving? Don’t waste my time!
Jiang Xingyi collected his thoughts.
He opened the car door, got out of the car, led them into an elevator and into a studio.
Although it was just a studio, it took up the entire floor. Due to an enormously high ceiling, the studio was divided into two floors. Along the way, there were many sub rooms from a makeup room, to a fitting room, to a photography room. It was a dazzling array of things, it would overwhelm any ordinary person.
For Jiang Zeyu, who has never stepped foot into such a place before, it was quite a novel feeling, like when Grandma Liu enters the Grand View Gardens[1].
In comparison, Jiang Yu appeared calm and collected. She casually walked away until she reached a place that looked like a waiting area. When she saw a sofa, she took the lead and sat down.
Jiang Xingyi took off his hat, revealing his light flaxen hair.
He asked Jiang Zeyu, “Did you just encounter something new?”
Jiang Zeyu pursed his lips. “It’s alright. Nothing special.”
Jiang Xingyi glanced at him but was too lazy to reply.
At this moment, footsteps sounded, followed by a female voice. “Yo, superstar! What brings you here today?”
The woman who appeared in front of them was dressed in a light gray suit. She had short, clean hair and exuded the aura of a mature and knowledgeable woman.
The woman walked over in her high heels. “When the receptionist told me that you were here, I didn’t quite believe it. After all, I had begged you to come over so many times. Why have you taken the initiative to come here? What’s going on today? Do you want a makeover?
“I know that you’re already very handsome though, you have no need for a makeover. You can charm a bunch of young ladies as soon as you walk out. Of course, I wouldn’t mind if became even more handsome. Your face, it tempts me every time.”
“Sister Xia,” Jiang Xingyi said, “Don’t make tease me.”
Xia Lingwei smiled and said, “I wasn’t making a joke. I mean what I said.”
Jiang Xingyi said, “I’m not here for myself today.”
“Oh?”
Xia Lingwei glanced at the other two people in the room and raised her eyebrows.
“If that’s the case, one is a clown, and the other is a good girl. Tell me, which one do you want to change? Or… do you want to change them both?”
Jiang Zeyu bristled. “Who are you calling a d*mn clown?”
“Indeed, even with such a ridiculous hairstyle, you’re still easy on the eyes. You have good skin.”
Xia Lingwei looked him up and down. “And he looks a little similar to you…”
She seemed to have understood something. She raised her chin slightly and asked, “Is this your brother?”
“Yes.” Jiang Xingyi nodded. “Although I don’t want to admit it.”
Jiang Zeyu rolled his eyes. “You make it sound like I want to admit it. I’m not asking you to.”
“This temper of yours, it’s the same as his in his younger days.” Xia Lingwei nodded. “Although you’re not much better now, I can indeed believe that he’s your brother.
“Then, what about that little girl who has been sitting there all this time?”
Jiang Xingyi said, “She’s my little sister.”
“Your little sister?!”
Xia Lingwei was stunned. “Didn’t you say that you don’t have a younger sister?”
“I do now.”
Jiang Xingyi said briefly, “I came here today to ask for your help to come out with a style for my little sister, please.”
Xia Lingwei winked at him.
“You don’t have to be so polite. I don’t deserve the word ‘please’. If you ask me for help, I’ll definitely help. After all, I’m a lover of beauty. Every time I see your face, I feel like I can’t move my legs.”
[1] This expression is used in modern Chinese to describe someone, usually simple and unsophisticated, who is overwhelmed by new experiences and luxurious surroundings.