Cool black chiffon shirt paired with matching capris.
Though the outfit was loose, as Feng Xiaoyue stood up, her alluring curves revealed an extraordinary charm.
The black attire accentuated her snow-white, delicate skin, giving her entire face a beauty and mysterious aura reminiscent of a white lotus in the night.
Her hair, styled up, added a touch of elegance and nobility.
Bare-faced, with no jewelry, her right sleeve adorned with a mourning band embroidered with "Memorial," the once cutting-edge female director had shed her artistic flair for a profound sadness.
Her eye bags were somewhat heavy, coupled with long natural eyelashes. Ah... her frailty was heart-stirring yet heartbreaking.
Not to mention her deep, calm eyes, which evoked a sense of sorrow in Liu Zhizhong.
Of course, Liu Zhizhong approached with a smile as gentle as a spring breeze, tenderly and magnetically saying, "Director Feng, it's been a long time. Don't be sad about what has happened. The deceased have moved on, and the living can follow. Take good care of yourself and make sure to rest!"
Feng Xiaoyue managed a forced smile, nodding, "Zhizhong, I'm okay, I can hold up. Thank you for coming so quickly, and for your consoling words. I understand. Come, let's sit and talk!"
As she spoke, she poured tea for Liu Zhizhong.
The fragrance of the tea wafted through the air, very purifying.
Liu Zhizhong took a seat on a small sofa on this side of the large couch.
Across on another small sofa, after pouring the tea, Feng Xiaoyue took two lady's cigarettes from the coffee table, skillfully lighting one for Liu Zhizhong and one for herself.
Her elegant smoking posture, the smoke gracefully escaping from her charming red lips, seemed to restore her artistic flair.
Liu Zhizhong appreciated this state and enjoyed it, but he still set down the cigarette after receiving it, took a sip of tea, and softly said, "Director Feng, you should smoke a little less."
"I know, but I can't help it... haha..."
Speaking, Feng Xiaoyue laughed helplessly and took another drag.
Liu Zhizhong nodded, "I understand, completely understand."
As he spoke, he too lit a cigarette, taking a couple of drags.
Nice mint top-quality flue-cured tobacco, very purifying, with a unique taste and excellent flavor.
Liu Zhizhong continued, "Human fate is unpredictable. Sometimes..."
Feng Xiaoyue interrupted him, "But you don't know, some people's fates are predictable, or should I say, destined from birth."
"Um... well..." Liu Zhizhong was somewhat taken aback, thoughtfully stroking his chin, then shook his head with a smile, "Perhaps! Some people struggle half their lives to finally live a better life, only to find that others are born with a silver spoon. Director Feng clearly belongs to the latter. But some fates are hard to escape. Ordinary people see your glamour but not your hardships. However, life must go on, and facing it is the only good option."
Feng Xiaoyue felt comforted, comforted by his appealing voice and heartfelt words.
Feng Xiaoyue smiled faintly, a distinctive charm in her manner, nodding, "Zhizhong, thank you for your advice. And also, thank you for your presence at tomorrow's funeral ceremony. I believe it will be a splendid performance. Mr. L's latest work will continue to cause a sensation. I need to talk to you about some details in person, to make some requests, and I hope you can cooperate."
"I have no problem at all; I will follow Director Feng's arrangements and demands, treating this as Mr. L's final show production, giving my utmost."
Feng Xiaoyue nodded with a smile, "Yes, thank you for your resolve. Specifically, although tomorrow's is a small-scale memorial service, the attendees are actually heavyweight figures, persons many might not encounter in their entire lives, so..."
As Feng Xiaoyue continued, she discussed what to be cautious of, moments where slight negligence could cause serious offenses amongst influential figures. Chapters fırst released on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝✦𝘧𝙞𝙧𝙚✦𝕟𝕖𝕥
Of course, she didn't specify what kind of circle or what kind of influential figures, just the precautions.
In the end, she also mentioned, "The Xiang family from the South will definitely send someone. You get along well with the Xiang Family's siblings, which is a success. But..."
As she spoke, Feng Xiaoyue's snow-white delicate face flushed a shy red, her bashfulness carrying a delightful charm.
Including the shyness in her deep eyes, like the tender pistil of a white lotus in the dark night struggling against the cool breeze, ah...