"But President, these looks are already top-notch!" Amy was secretly grumbling. His standards for women were obviously so harsh, so how did he end up fancying Ou Luoxin of all people!
Rumor had it that Ou Luoxin's parents were a perfect talented man and beautiful woman combo, but this daughter at best was just a slightly pretty little girl. Her own conditions weren't good to begin with, and she didn't even bother to tidy herself up normally—she didn't have the slightest potential to be a beauty.
Xia Nuobai still shook his head, then lifted his gaze toward the corner, at Ou Luoxin who was lost in her own World, tangled up in pointless worries. He said something to the makeup artist next to him.
The makeup artist's expression was a little stunned, but quickly returned to normal. She nodded again and again, then four or five people rushed to the corner together and forcibly dragged the still-dazed-in-the-clouds Ou Luoxin into the makeup room.
