C9 Where Did the Dog Bark Come From?

Shirley suddenly turned around and looked in the opposite direction. She saw a man with a heaven-defying appearance.

The long, brown hair covered his pair of peach blossom eyes. He had a straight nose, thin lips, and a smile on his face.

"Wilburn?"

"Oh, I remember this is the first time I've spoken to you. You have already secretly memorized my name?" He touched his chin. "That's right. It's hard for a woman to not fall for my face."

Shirley rolled her eyes.

Indeed, Wilburn had a heaven-defying appearance, but the reason why Shirley had an impression of him was because she had seen his name on the Forbes list in her previous life.

At the age of thirty, he took over the family's business and became one of the country's top wealthy businessmen. It was an event that shook the entire world. However, it seemed that Wilburn had been severely injured in the past. When she participated in the last runway show, his assets had been completely bought over by Noah.

"Do you really only like beautiful women? You looked at yourself in the mirror for five minutes just now, and now you're drooling at me." Wilburn's voice was lazy and harmless.

Shirley's horn twitched slightly. If he hadn't pointed out the suspicious points in the photo, she would have asked him if he was blind.

"Thank you for what you did just now. Also, the action of putting your hands in your pockets is very uncultured," Shirley said coldly and walked away.

"…" Wilburn took out one of his hands from his pocket and looked at the mirror in the infirmary. He smiled in satisfaction. "He's obviously very handsome, but he doesn't seem to be a man of his words."

As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at the back of the faraway Shirley. He gradually narrowed his eyes.

"Don't lose tomorrow's challenge. Because of you, it's rare to find that this competition isn't so boring anymore …"

The next morning, Tina personally came to the Sky Villa and shouted in the hall downstairs, "Hurry up and get the models! The sun is already shining on your butt! Today's challenge is only about fashion! We are going to imitate the fashion stars and get caught in photos. All of your clothes will be matched by yourself, and you will draw your own appearance. Hurry up and let me see you all downstairs before 8 o'clock!"

Everyone got up excitedly. Rita even opened the wardrobe that took up half of the wall and carefully selected a box of expensive clothes.

Some of them even stuck themselves to the clothes.

"Rita, you have so many clothes. Can you lend me one?"

The rest of the people who were envious also followed suit. "That's right, Rita. This time, it's the theme of the fashion show. Without the money to support the clothes, it definitely won't be enough! Every piece of your clothes is worth a lot. Please help me!"

Rita proudly raised her head. "At least you have good taste. However, these clothes are all very expensive. If you don't wear them well, they will easily get broken …"

"No, I will be very careful!" The girl beside her quickly expressed her loyalty.

Rita originally wanted to say no, but when she glanced at Shirley who had just come back from washing up, she immediately said loudly, "No problem. If you want to borrow, then borrow. Anyway, I can't finish this box of clothes. But the precondition is that I have to finish picking them …"

"Of course, you are the first one to pick the most beautiful and fashionable one!" The girls surrounded her and said eagerly.

Shirley walked past Rita without even looking at them.

Rita imagined that Shirley was acting out of jealousy, so she became even more complacent. She looked at Helen in the corner and said, "Hen Helen, do you have any clothes that you can wear? If not, when they finish choosing, you can also come and choose one. But you must not break them, or you won't be able to afford it even if you sell them!"

Helen stood timidly in the corner of the room. She was originally embarrassed because she did not have any 'high-end' clothes. However, what Rita said made her so touched that she cried.

"Okay, thank you, thank you..."

"Pfft!"

The disdainful voice immediately attracted the attention of all the women in the room.

"Yo, what's wrong with you, Shirley? Are you sneezing? Did you get a cold from drowning yesterday? Don't infect us!" A girl mocked.

The other women who were with Rita immediately echoed, "I think the sneeze is fake. You want to attract Keke's attention and borrow her clothes?"

"Hehe, that's what I meant! She's just a poor country bumpkin. How could she have any good clothes? How about this, Shirley? Come over and kneel down and apologize to Rita. Say that you were wrong yesterday, and I'll give you a set of clothes."

Shirley was flipping through her wardrobe when she finally turned around and glanced around the room.

"Where did all these dogs come from?"