C21 The Beginning of a Fairy Tale

Finally, Yu Lian had the designer's business card and WeChat number. The designer's English name was Dean, and his Chinese name was unknown. Although he was a clown, he was still responsible for his career.

Other than the makeup, the rest of the gown and jewelry were specially sent over. No matter how much they disagreed, there was no way they could separate them. Dean looked at the clothes and jewelry, then at the girl in front of him, suppressing the doubts in his heart.

However, the girl beside him had an opinion.

"The heels are too high..."

"Only 12 centimeters."

"I feel like I'm walking on stilts."

... ""

He silently watched as Yu Lian carefully held onto the back of the chair and sat up. Like a little chick learning how to walk, she slowly walked forward. Dean facepalmed and went forward to support her. Seeing that the other party was holding onto his arm and did not dare to let go, he could only say helplessly.

"You should rely on your boyfriend to look like this."

Yu Lian gritted her teeth and said decisively.

"If you want to rely on him, you might as well rely on me!"

Dean was very glad that his partner was not here. Of course, he was very curious about the person who could find such a unique partner.

He didn't know if it was because he was too confident or if the heavens had heard his wish, but just as Yu Lian finished speaking, he heard a light snort. At this moment, his back was facing the door. He subconsciously wanted to turn his head, but he found that the woman beside him had stiffened. She had already let go of his arm and turned around.

"Hey."

Yu Lian waved her hand awkwardly at the person who had just arrived.

Dean felt that this was the most awkward situation he had ever encountered in his career. He took a deep breath and made a face.

Pei Kiu?!

Was he seeing things?!

The man was dressed in a white suit, outlining his tall figure. He stood there straight, like a model in some entertainment weekly. The white hair was like the feathers of an angel, sticking to the young man's body. It made him look elegant and charming.

The young man looked indifferent.

This is Pei Kiu!

"Uh... Miss Yu almost fell just now, so I went over to help her up," Dean quickly explained.

The young man didn't look at him. Instead, his gaze fell on the woman beside him. Then, the young man reached out his hand towards the woman.

"Come here."

He used an ordering tone.

Dean saw the woman beside him slowly stand up, leaning against the edge of the table. Her bright eyes stared straight at the man, and then he saw Yu Lian withdraw her hand from the table.

The woman straightened her back.

Lifting her foot.

Her white high heels stepped on the clean floor and made a light sound. One could vaguely see the woman's foot tremble and then immediately stabilize.

Yu Lian walked very slowly.

However, she tried her best to walk steadily.

The whole scene was like a slow-motion replay from a movie. Yu Lian's eyes were locked on the woman as she made her way toward her target, step by step. For some reason, there was a hint of calm elegance to her movements, as if the woman's first steps had been an illusion.

After she had walked five or six steps, her steps finally became lighter. Yu Lian took a deep breath and walked forward like a normal person, but her pace was a little slower.

She took more than forty seconds to walk more than ten steps.

Finally, Yu Lian managed to stand in front of the young man. The two of them were only an arm's length apart, and from close up, she could see the woman's foot trembling in her high heels.

Pei Kiu's outstretched hand grabbed Yu Lian's arm and pulled her towards him. Yu Lian felt as if she lost her balance and fell forward. She subconsciously reached out her arms and wrapped them around Pei Kiu's back, but Pei Kiu's other hand was already locked around her waist. A strong force stuck to her waist, making it impossible for her to fall.

But in the eyes of others, this series of actions turned into a sadistic scene of a beautiful woman throwing herself into a man's arms - Yu Lian's flash just now looked like she threw herself into Pei Kiu's arms.

Pei Kiu held Yu Lian's arm with one hand and her waist with the other. He felt the person in his arms clinging tightly to his back, refusing to let go. Finally, he asked considerately, "Do you want a lower one?"

Yu Lian recovered from her shock and slowly slid her arm from his back to her waist. She pressed her head against his shoulder and spoke in a low, muffled voice.

"Forget it, I'm counting on you."

What did she say at the beginning? She couldn't remember anything at all. As for skin, was it edible?

Yu Lian thought to herself.

Pei Kiu smiled, turned his head and kissed her hair.

"Okay."

Dean stood at the side, feeling as if he had turned into a huge light bulb.

...

"Master Pei, how did you think of buying a pink dress?" Yu Lian took Pei Kiu's arm and walked into the elevator with him. When she saw their reflections in the elevator, she couldn't help but ask.

The pastel-pink knee-length dress, paired with the white rose lace and the star-studded diamonds, made Yu Lian feel as if her dead girl's heart was about to jump out of her chest.

"Isn't it a good match?" Pei Kiu asked with a smile.

Is that so...

Maybe.

You see, the young man in the white suit, with the perfect features of God's work, seemed flawless, as if he had come out of a colorful dream, and when his eyes were gentle and his lips were smiling, there was light falling from the sky, falling slowly with the white feathers of an angel. And the woman on his arm, in her soft, sweet pink dress, with her chestnut curls like the delicate waves of the sea, her long hair falling like a waterfall, her skin like porcelain or snow, her smile sweet and kind, her dimples like honey.

Yu Lian didn't think she was reading a novel. She was reading a fairy tale.

The elevator stopped.

Yu Lian took Pei Kiu's arm and slowly walked out of the styling studio. For the first time, she felt as if she was bathing in the eyes of everyone.

There was a car parked in front of the entrance. With her limited knowledge, Yu Lian had no idea what brand and model this car was.

Today, as if possessed by a gentleman, Pei Kiu personally opened the car door for her, holding the door frame for her to avoid contact, and only after she was seated did he go around the other side and get in.

Yu Lian felt frightened, while Pei Kiu sat beside her and gently held her hand, holding it loosely in his palm.

Yu Lian felt that her heart, which had been as calm as a pool of stagnant water recently, suddenly came alive. Her heart was beating so fast that it hurt her head.

She took a deep breath in her heart.

"Where are we going?"

"To the port."

Pei Kiu saw Yu Lian's confused expression and smiled. He continued, "Someone is holding a dinner party on a cruise ship. Invite some people to his private island."

... ""

These rich people.

Suddenly, Yu Lian felt as if a world that didn't belong to her had forced its way into her eyes. It was a world made of money and status, and the luxury of it was enough to blind her eyes.

For a moment, she was at a loss.

Then, she came back to her senses.

"Looks like I can have a good meal?"

"You just want to eat?" Pei Kiu reached out and pinched her face.

"What else?" She bared her teeth, raised her hand and slapped Pei Kiu's arm to the side. Puzzled, she asked, "Handsome Pei, how did you get into the habit of pinching other people's faces recently?"

"Subconsciously?"

"This habit is not good. I suggest that you change it as soon as possible."

"Help me change it."

Sure, this Master Pei in front of him was getting more and more shameless. She didn't know if Pei Kiu was that kind of person or if he had been with her for too long. She only knew that if she didn't thicken the walls a little, she might be taken care of one day.

Where would she cry then?

But if she counted carefully, the two of them had only known each other for less than a month. From another perspective, someone like her actually made the legendary Director Pei interested in her for a month, and it might continue.

She was really strong.

"If you pinch me, I'll bite you."

Pei Kiu let go of the hand that was holding his and squeezed it with both hands at the same time. He pinched one side of her face with the other hand, destroying the beauty that Yu Lian rarely showed through her makeup. At this moment, she still looked a little cute and funny.

F * ck!

Where was this person's face!

Yu Lian was furious.

She threw her arms around his neck and bit his chin. When she let go, she cursed again - she was wearing lipstick, and it left two ambiguous marks on Master Pei's face.

Pei Kiu didn't seem to notice this and gave her a deep kiss. When the kiss was over, he frowned and wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb.

There was a layer of powder on his fingers that carried a faint fragrance.

Pei Kiu's face darkened for the first time.

"This doesn't taste very good."

She licked her lips and felt the same.

"I think so too."

In the end, she had to laugh like a dog and wipe the lipstick off Pei Kiu's face with a wet towel. Pei Kiu was even more ruthless and told her to wipe the lipstick off her lips.

"Master Pei, don't think I'll listen to you."

"Hmm?"

"Alright, I'll listen."

Pei Kiu raised the corner of his lips.

There was only a contract between the two of them. This contract wasn't as sadistic as the novels said, and she tried her best to find more pleasure in her intimacy with Pei Kiu. But if you looked closely, you could see that the intimacy between them was false, the words of love spoken to each other false, like a sheet of paper, turned over so that no one would look at what was written on it. He could also see that in the framework of the fake intimacy and sweet words between them, there was only the relationship between superior and subordinate that had been established from the beginning.

In this relationship, she, Yu Lian, was the one who was stepped on.