Chapter 43

"Wen Xia, do you think this outfit looks good on me?" Miss Luo Quan found her only white dress, spun around in front of Wen Xia, and asked.

Wen Xia said with high spirits: "What's this? Going out to meet a little lover?"

Chunzi looked over curiously: "A little lover? Quan-chan is doing online dating too!"

Miss Luo Quan rolled her eyes: "Where did your mind go... A website wants me to take some photos, and the prettier I dress, the better. You definitely know the website, Wen Xia; it's called Tdler."

"They found you too!" Wen Xia stood up in surprise, then calmed down: "But it's not strange. Look at how many charts you've slaughtered these past few days; it's no surprise they found you."

Chunzi's pretty face turned red with excitement: "Subarashii, Quan-chan! You're going to be on the World's 100 Most Beautiful Faces this year!"

Miss Luo Quan waved her hand with a smile, pretending to be calm: "Just a hollow name. I, Luo, have never cared for these worldly possessions..."

"I wonder who was spinning around like a top just now, asking me if it looked good..."

Miss Luo Quan's expression instantly turned to stone. Her fists slowly clenched, and a series of crisp cracks came from her finger joints.

Finally, Miss Luo Quan held back. Important business came first; she wouldn't lower herself to the level of this "lemon-spirit" Wen Xia. "So, does this dress look good or not?"

Wen Xia pinched her chin, carefully examining Miss Luo Quan, and said: "The appearance is barely enough to satisfy the audience, but the style of the dress is too old-fashioned. It's full of rural charm, like a cute village girl from the 1990s. If you braided your hair, it would be a killer look, but unfortunately, you can't."

Miss Luo Quan glared viciously at Wen Xia: "If you went to be a poisonous-tongued critic, you'd definitely be more popular than being an idol!"

Wen Xia smiled and hugged Miss Luo Quan's arm: "Haha, I'm just joking with you. With your looks, what wouldn't look good? Going for a pure style is fine. Although being flashy and heavily made-up is also a path, it doesn't match your style."

"So that means I don't need to change my outfit." Miss Luo Quan stood up and grabbed her phone: "Then I'm off to the company!"

Wen Xia and Miss Luo Quan clearly thought the problem was too simple. It's great for a star to go for a pure and simple style, but would the company be able to stand it?

When Miss Luo Quan arrived at the company and reached the third floor, before she could say a word to Sanmu, she heard an exclamation from the side: "Oh, my God! How could you come dressed so casually, and you aren't even wearing makeup! Didn't Sanmu tell you that today's shooting task is very important?"

The person complaining was wearing black sunglasses and sporting a very stylish short golden ponytail. Judging by the accent, he seemed to be British.

Miss Luo Quan wasn't sure who he was, so she could only say cautiously: "My roommate said this look was quite good and matched my style well."

"What does your roommate know!" the stylish man's tone was furious. "I won't allow such a beautiful girl to go on camera dressed like a village girl, especially while I'm working at Sony!"

Sanmu leaned over, looking troubled, and whispered: "Mr. Raphael, the Tdler shooting crew has already arrived. It probably won't be good if we keep them waiting too long."

"How are they here so fast! When did these Americans become so punctual?" Raphael muttered, scanned Miss Luo Quan again, and said: "It's fortunate that your natural assets are indeed good; otherwise, going to take photos in slippers like this would definitely make you the laughingstock of the fashion world!"

Hearing this, Miss Luo Quan looked down and saw a pair of blue rabbit-head slippers sticking out from under her white dress—the same pair she wore at home.

An emotion called shame instantly reddened Miss Luo Quan's fair face. If there were a hole in the ground, she would have loved to crawl into it immediately.

"I left the house in such a rush... I forgot to change my shoes..." Miss Luo Quan explained in a low voice. Her usual attire was too casual, and she had made a huge mistake without realizing it. Fortunately, it was discovered in time.

"Regardless, you cannot go take photos in a pair of slippers. Hurry up and change into some high heels!" Raphael snapped his fingers, and an assistant behind him pushed a box over.

"What size do you wear?"

Miss Luo Quan thought for a moment: "Size 36, I think."

Not too big, not too small—a very moderate size.

Raphael found the corresponding number on the box and pulled open a drawer. Inside was a row of exquisite high heels. On the surface of the drawer, the name "Louboutin" was printed.

"I originally intended to wait for you to arrive before considering a custom-designed look, but now that time is so tight, we'll have to make do. It's a pity for the haute couture I prepared for so long," Raphael said, taking out a pair of red-bottomed high heels from the shoe cabinet.

These shoes were clean white on top, adorned with several sparkling crystals, but the soles were an exceptionally eye-catching bright red, making the overall style of the shoes both noble and full of glamour and charm.

CL high heels are one of the top brands worldwide, ranging from thousands to tens of thousands of yuan. Since they were being used by Raphael, the price would certainly not be cheap.

And the clothing he called "haute couture" was another concept entirely. Luxury brands like Chanel, Givenchy, and Gucci design high-end clothing every year for models to showcase at fashion shows.

People who can buy these clothes are all top-tier world royalty or celebrities and socialites, with prices easily reaching hundreds of thousands, millions, or even tens of millions!

Therefore, most stars will rent a set of haute couture clothing to put on a good front when attending important occasions.

As one of the world's three major record companies, Sony has purchased a considerable amount of haute couture clothing, with various brands and styles, and the person who purchased them is Raphael.

Although he is Sony's chief stylist, he had been in Italy helping a friend with clothing design work for the past few days. He had just returned to Tokyo yesterday and received the job of designing a look for Miss Luo Quan.

Before this, he hadn't met Miss Luo Quan; he had only heard from Sanmu that she was very beautiful. Although he didn't know how beautiful, since she could make Tdler send people across the ocean to take photos, she must be a human treasure.

Meeting today, Raphael, who was used to seeing beauties from all over the world, couldn't help but be a little surprised. Fortunately, his dark sunglasses covered his expression, preventing those around him from noticing.

Watching Miss Luo Quan earnestly put her small, fair, jade-like feet into the shoes and wiggle her ankles to feel if the high heels fit, Raphael suddenly remembered a character.

He muttered to himself: "She really is like Cinderella..."

"What?" Miss Luo Quan looked up, full of confusion.

Raphael shook his head heavily: "No, I still can't convince myself to let you dress so plainly. Cinderella had magic from a fairy to turn into a princess, and you—you have me!"

Miss Luo Quan was still puzzled: "What do you mean?"

Raphael didn't speak, but snapped his fingers again. The assistant pushed over another white box, taller than a person. He pulled open the aluminum roller shutter, and inside hung gorgeous clothes enough to make every girl who loves beauty scream.

"This piece, it suits you very well!" Raphael took one down from the top and held it out in front of Miss Luo Quan.