C228 Romance

The dark blue corset seemed to have no rules. A thin leather belt hung from the waist of a dazzling metal flower on a crystal tray. The leather gloves on his left hand also had two flowers of the same quality, and his black hair scattered wildly.

So grace can also let you feel the wild side.

The music changed again, into romantic writing.

The model was an American girl. Her brown hair was tied into a beautiful pattern and the bottom half of her hair was scattered behind her back. Her dress, which had been carefully pressed against her chest, was creased irregularly like ripples on a lake's surface. She held a bouquet of flowers in her hand, and her faint smile captivated all living beings.

It was a light green ground color, purple red in color, and it looked like a Chinese cheongsam. The upper half of the cheongsam was shaped like a sling, and around the neck was a similar long silk scarf. The dream-like call was mesmerizing.

The model below was also wearing a light green wedding dress, which looked like ripples rising up and congealing on top of a white flower. Several long black ribbons were drawn on the edge of the ripples, adding the mysteriousness of the points. The light cyan color below allowed people to see that the upper part was covered with golden threads, giving it a very noble air.

The white wedding dress didn't have any decorations. It was simple and generous. The long skirt extended all the way to the feet, and the part at the back was even more so pulled frequently. Very simple, but also very beautiful.

Shirley walked out in a golden wedding dress. Her bangs made her look even more beautiful, and her long hair was tied into a beautiful bun. The V-shaped design allowed her slender back to be exposed, and at her waist was a resplendent golden edge that perfectly linked the different materials. The layers of skirt slowly spread out like a peacock spreading its tail feathers. Below each layer was a ring of dazzling gold edges.

Shirley walked to the front of the group. She could hear the shocked exclamation of experience, and no one under the surface could tell how nervous Shirley was right now. From backstage, Ruth watched Shirley on video, her eyes full of malice.

All of this belonged to her. It was this bitch who stole everything from her. She didn't dare to hate red because it was an act of overestimating her own capabilities.

Shirley slowly walked back. The other models came out one by one and stood on either side of the T table, listening to the applause. Then, in the midst of the broadcast, Sherry walked out with her red arm in front of her again, accepting photos from all over the world.

There was no doubt that Shirley had succeeded, because of the wonderful woman beside her.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Prince Arthur is going on stage." The applause had just died down when a message was broadcast from the backstage.

Sherry could feel the body of the person beside her tremble slightly. If it wasn't for the fact that she was holding her arm quietly, she wouldn't have noticed this subtle reaction.

Arthur slowly walked out from the crowd, then under the crowd's gaze, he walked step by step towards the stage. All the female models were extremely excited when they saw Arthur walking over.

He walked up to Red and looked at him with an aching heart. She became thinner and more haggard. If she didn't make such a mistake, perhaps she would still be as happy as before!