A third-tier star who knows nothing about fashion x a chief stylist with a sharp eye
As a third-tier star, Song Ying's outfits are a constant source of material for her haters. Other celebrities look stunning at the airport, but she looks like she's wearing a sack. Only her pretty little face makes her look even remotely like a star.
On a stormy day, she bumped into a man. He was devastatingly handsome, with an extraordinary air about him. Song Ying fell for him at first sight and pursued him relentlessly for three months, only to get this in return:
"We're not right for each other."
Song Ying wasn't convinced. "What doesn't fit?"
"Your taste."
She fell silent, the corners of her eyes reddening. As tears began to fall, she turned and walked away, unable to hide her sobs.
Mu Yao glanced up indifferently. He saw a shirt peeking out from beneath her red coat, its color a tender lotus-leaf green. Irritated, he blurted out, "Wait, could you take off your coat?"
She turned around, all her gloom vanishing. Her eyes sparkled as she asked uncertainly, "Only the coat? I could take off a couple more things, if you like."
"Or I could lie flat and you can get right to it."
Mu Yao: ...
[Screenshot taken on November 29]
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