"So, Mr. Xiao Xian, no woman will ever reject someone praising her. I also feel the same." Ling Qingyu said. "I'm flattered to receive such remarks from the Chanel's general manager."
Xiao Xian sighed in exasperation. "But it's a pity that I met a deadlock after seeing you."
"Oh, I'm interested. What's the problem you're facing for a reputable fashion industry?" Ling Qingyu raised her brows.
"Your excellent figure, classy and cold temperament, and perfectly beautiful face." Xiao Xian pointed both of his hands, every time he mentioned Ling Qingyu's characteristics. "You're an absolute match to represent our Chanel products."
Ling Qingyu giggled and covered her mouth, because she didn't know what to say. She didn't think what Xiao Xian said was false, since she also admired herself in the mirror every day. As Miss System's handiwork, her beauty had already escaped the mortal realm.
