Mu Xin!
She was wearing a light green retro long dress and walked in slowly.
On the cuffs of the skirt, light blue peonies were embroidered, and a few auspicious clouds were drawn with silver thread.
Everyone can see clearly that this is the work that won the championship in this year's International Fashion Competition!
Part of Mu Xin's hair hangs down, and part is tied to the top of his head, and then fixed with a hairpin.
She lightly clasped her hands and placed them in front of her abdomen, elegant and charming.
With a calm face and a shy smile, she is as beautiful as a fairy, making everyone present hold their breath, admiring and feeling her beauty!
It's amazing!
Even Cheng Junguo was fascinated by such Muxin.
He was holding the tall crystal cup, and the moment he saw Mu Xin, his whole body seemed to freeze.
He never knew that Mu Xin could also be so beautiful that it took one's breath away.
When his other two brothers saw Mu Xin, their eyes also deepened.
"This dress is the dress that won the costume contest."
"Wearing it on her, it's like a fairy descending to earth, with a peerless beauty, is she that model?"
"Look, the hairpin on her head looks familiar. Oh, isn't that the 'Love Love' photographed by Young Master Gu at the auction last time?"
"Yo, it's really that hairpin. It is said that it has been passed down from thousands of years ago to the present. It was worn by Song Guifei in the X Dynasty."
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After everyone reacted, they couldn't help looking at Mu Xin and discussing.
Only those who attended Mu Xin's birthday party last time knew that the mysterious designer gave the skirt to Mu Xin.
Those who didn't attend the party were very surprised, how could this dress be on Mu Xin's body
And the hairpin that Gu Yanhao photographed, how could it be worn on her head
Just when they were extremely puzzled and astonished, another beautiful and astonishing scenery appeared at the entrance.
Gu Yanhao was wearing a well-tailored black Armani suit, which made his figure taller and taller.
Exquisite and handsome face, noble and elegant temperament, no matter what the occasion, he is a person who stands out from the crowd.
Song Wuyou in a Chanel limited edition pink blue knee-length skirt is even more graceful and eye-catching.
Although it is not as thrilling as Mu Xin who is walking in front, she is beautiful, simple and elegant.
The jet-black hair is draped around the waist like a waterfall, and the skin~skin that is displayed in people's eyes is tender and tender under the light.
The corners of her mouth raised slightly, outlining a calm smile.
There is an indifferent ray of light flowing in the beautiful eyes that are pitch black and clear.
She took Gu Yanhao's arm and walked forward slowly.
Their appearance made the scene quiet for a long time.
Everyone's eyes fell on Song Wuyou in amazement, and they discussed one after another.
"Oh my god, is that Song Wuyou?"
"Didn't it mean that Young Master Gu doesn't dote on Song Wuyou at all? Also, I've seen Song Wuyou before, and it doesn't seem like he looks like this. Could it be, plastic surgery?"
"It should be plastic surgery."
"But when I saw her before, she wore a lot of makeup. Tonight she doesn't seem to have any makeup on, her skin is so fair, tender and supple."
"I heard that Young Master Gu began to pet her slowly, and it really is true."
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Cheng Junhua's sharp and deep gaze, from the moment Song Wuyou came in, has been falling on her.
A gleam of light flashed across the bottom of his eyes.
Cheng Junguo came up to take Mu Xin, "Mu Xin, your hairpin..."
Mu Xin smiled and said, "Sister Wuyou gave it to me."
Cheng Junguo heaved a sigh of relief when he heard it, he thought it was given by Gu Yanhao.