Monica walked in wearing seven-inch heels, her voice sweet and clear, "Xiao Lin, it's time for the photoshoot. The photographer is ready, it's in the studio on the twenty-eighth floor."
On the twenty-eighth floor, photographer Jessica was directing the models for the photoshoot. The theme was costumes from the game Ancient Moon Red Dust.
Xiao Lin was dressed in a green silk chiffon dress, her jade-like skin subtly visible, with a pair of white wings extending from her back, resembling a blend of an angel and a fairy.
The light reflected from the edges, outlining her body with a faint halo.
Xu Xiangbei still remembered the last time he came to the twenty-eighth floor, when Jenny stopped him outside the studio, not allowing him in.
Today, Xu Xiangbei swaggered into the studio.
Monica even handed him a glass of red wine, while a young assistant moved a chair for him. He could sit back comfortably, sip the wine, and enjoy watching Xiao Lin and the others take photos.
