Reborn Movie Queen's Growth Story

However, Shen Ke didn't give her this opportunity. He took Shen Yi's shoulder in one hand and completely separated them in the back, "ferro, it's hard for you to make up."

Ferro glanced at him obliquely, obviously dissatisfied with his reaction, "so you should get out of the way now."

Shen Yi smiled, "it's okay, Dad. I can handle it."

"Mr. Shen, it is said that Chinese people pay great attention to etiquette, but you are extremely disrespectful to me by blocking my work." ferro looked coldly at Shen Ke's hesitation. "Please believe my professional ethics as a fashion designer and makeup creative director."

Shen Ke looked at Shen Yi with low eyes. Seeing that she was really confident and didn't show timidity, she put down her hanging heart and said hello to ferro. Then she turned to the lounge to change her clothes.

"Oh, lovely little angel." ferro grabbed Shen Yi's hand and pulled it onto the sofa. "I've figured out the makeup that matches you. It will make you shine tonight."

She took out large and small bottles and cans from her makeup bag. Before Shen Yi could see clearly what they were, she scattered them on the tea table. "Shall I make you my best elf outfit? It's the face of the most mysterious and noble species in the magical world. I'm sure you'll like it."

Then she picked up the moisturizing spray and prepared to spray it on Shen Yi's face. She quickly stopped it. "No, help me to draw a little lipstick on my eyebrows."

Ferro refused without thinking, "no, it's too simple. You can't fully show the charm of the dress."

"But I'm not your model, so I don't need to show this dress too perfectly." Shen Yi shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "I'm only seventeen years old, not to mention it's just a charity dinner. I don't need to shine. I just need to show that I have an absolutely formal attitude towards the dinner."

Ferro was stunned.

"So I can only grievance this skirt." Shen Yi looked at her and deflated her mouth. "Even if she is really beautiful."

Shen Yi put the bottles and cans he knew into his makeup bag, and his slender white fingers jumped flexibly, like the green water in the mountains, "I have never doubted the elegance and romance of inventy. Even when I first met ferro, a fashion designer and creative director of make-up, I also have great affirmation for you. Although I don't want to refuse you, I'm sorry, I may have to be the first person to eat crabs."

Ferro pursed his lips and looked at Shen Yi without saying anything. He neither refused nor insisted.

Shen Yi also silently accepted her survey. His posture was straight, not frightened, not afraid, smiling, not dry and not floating. Even if he refused, he said impeccable, so that life could not afford to be angry.

Ferro looked at the perfect oriental girl. She couldn't believe she was only seventeen.

It is said that China has been a country of etiquette for thousands of years, and the etiquette culture has a long history. Chinese girls are reserved and introverted, so they hardly refuse other people's requests. However, Shen Yi is an exception. She speaks straight to the point but is tactful enough, and treats people with ease. It doesn't seem that she is still a minor.

In particular, the smooth and elegant London accent and the way of communication without estrangement are like a knife stabbing her heart. Even if she has a temper, she will disappear in an instant.

In the end, she had no choice but to compromise, "you are the most beautiful oriental girl I have ever seen, no matter what."

"But I have great patience with beauty."