Leng Zimo extended his hand, supporting his son's small shoulder, "Me too."
In the father and son's excited and anticipatory wait, the bedroom door finally slowly opened.
The father and son immediately walked over in sync, looking inside the door.
Inside, Luo Xiaoqian was standing in front of the dressing mirror, while the designer was doing the final adjustments for her. The father and son only saw a tall, dreamy silhouette.
"Mom!" Luo Jun called out softly.
"OK!" The designer straightened up.
Luo Xiaoqian slowly turned around, seeing Leng Zimo and Luo Jun at the door, she felt a bit shy and anxious, then laughed, "Does it look good?!"
"Mom, you look like an angel." Luo Jun exclaimed.
Golden sunlight streamed in through the floor-to-ceiling window, shining right on her, making the gems on the gown sparkle even more like stars.
Such a gown was already an artwork.
