C290 My Heart Hurts

"Zhu, are you alright?" Jing Chengrui saw through her embarrassment. He sighed in his heart. This stupid woman. In this kind of occasion, he had already advised her to hire a designer to match her clothes, but she refused. Now she was embarrassed.

Qiao Anrou's dress was clearly designed meticulously. To a woman, this kind of beauty of makeup was what Jing Chengrui disdained the most