That was back then, and it was still the same now.
So what if Yi Jinli treated Ling Yiran like a delicate treasure now? Ling Yiran might not be able to stay by Yi Jinli's side in the future. After all, there were things enough to destroy everything Ling Yiran knew.
...
Ling Yiran was no stranger to banquets, having previously accompanied Xiao Ziqi to a few. It was just that she was a little different now than she was then.
Having spent more than three years in prison, she had not taken much care of her skin. Her skin was rougher than before, and her hands were full of calluses. Her hair was not as silky smooth as before either.
However, as if to erase this layer of worry in her, a professional stylist and a makeup artist came to Yi residence in the afternoon to give Ling Yiran a makeover for the banquet.
The lilac-colored evening gown looked elegant. The crystals and crushed diamonds on the gown made it more eye-catching.
A dress like this was probably worth a lot of money.
The stylist only said to Ling Yiran, "This is the dress Mr. Yi has prepared for Miss Ling. Mr. Yi said it’s your size."
Ling Yiran could not help but blush at that.
He knew her size perfectly well.
"You look so beautiful..." A mutter rang in Ling Yiran's ear.
Ling Yiran suddenly came back to her senses and saw Yi Jinli in the mirror. No one knew when he had come up behind her. His hand was now lightly pressed against her shoulders, and his bright eyes were looking at her reflection in the mirror.
That was when Ling Yiran found out that the makeup artist and stylist were no longer in the room.
"Where did they go?" she asked in surprise.
"I asked them to leave," said Yi Jinli, slowly leaning down as his face inched closer to hers. "Do you like the gown? I thought it’d suit you as soon as I saw it."
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