Chenxing sat beside Gu Shaocheng, laughing and chatting with him, beaming a radiant smile, often tickled into fits of laughter by his wit.
However, there was also something that made her nervous.
For example: accompanying him to the banquet!
A high-class custom bulletproof car slowly drove out from the airport, Chenxing was not in the mood to observe the scenery outside the window, she took out a compact mirror to have a look at her face, rarely did she put on makeup but at this moment, she was absolutely stunning.
A saying was indeed true: Clothes make the man!
Especially the makeup applied by her makeup artist, it was light, not thick, yet it highlighted her delicate eyes, which were dark and deep, just like two bright lanterns.
"Stop looking, you are beautiful," he said.
"But—" she bit her lip.