Episode 22: Take Off

  Yu Luo's outstretched hand finally didn't have the courage to wipe away the mist on the mirror, she forgot how long it had been since she last looked in a mirror, she was afraid, afraid of seeing that self despised by her brother, that self hated by everyone.

  Nie Shao Tang said sarcastic words, but he was worried that Yu Luo would get into trouble. By the time he came to his senses, he had already followed her into the women's restroom.

  The little woman in front of the mirror cried like a child, he couldn't help but walk up and hold her gently in his arms.

  "You also know you're ugly, what's there to cry about? You're ugly to death!"

  Yu Luo's tears gushed out even more violently, she struggled desperately to break free, but he held her tightly by the back of her head, pressing her against his chest, the strong heartbeat transmitted through the thin clothes to her ears.

  "Aren't you asking me what Richard said in English means?"

  Nie Shao Tang's voice came from above his head in a muffled tone.

  Yu Luo stopped sobbing, lifted her head and stared at him foolishly.

  Nie Shaotang rubbed his hair somewhat irritably and spoke with a slightly awkward tone.

  "Richard is the world's most famous stylist, he has seen countless beauties, he said, you are very beautiful."

  Yu Luo's face turned red and she shifted uncomfortably in her seat.

  Nie Shao Tang let out a sigh and grasped her shoulders, making her eyes look at him with no way to avoid.

  "Trust me, you're beautiful."

  Yu Luo wrinkled her nose, from a young age to adulthood, no one had ever told her she was beautiful, but the man in front of her was telling her with such conviction that she was beautiful.

  She didn't believe he was a playboy in the game of love, and sweet talk was naturally his forte. She wasn't that foolish.

  "Hey, what are you doing?"

  Nie Shaotang was pushed away by Yu Luo, and his face suddenly turned cold.

  Yu Luo turned around: "If nothing's wrong, I...I think I'll head back first."

  Nie Shao Tang was furious in his heart, what did this woman mean, being with him was so painful?

  He looked at her back to him, the luxurious evening gown and the delicate high-heeled shoes on her feet were perfect on her, no wonder even Richard, who had seen countless people, praised her.

  But she isn't his!

  When he spoke again, his tone had become languid and frivolous.

  "Wait."

  "Is anything wrong?"

  Yu Luo tried his best to calm down his tone.

  Nie Shao Tang's gaze swept over her without a hint of warmth, his eyes lingering on the clothes and shoes she wore.

  "Take it off."

  “Sheissobeautiful。”