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n“Miss Zuo, the more I look at you, the more you look like someone.”

nLooking at Zuo Weiyi from the mirror, the stylist suddenly frowned.

nZuo Weiyi was surprised. She turned to ask the stylist, “Who?”

nThe stylist pursed her lips and frowned. She thought she looked like someone but couldn’t recall who that person was.

n“Haha, I’ve forgotten her name. I think it was a few years ago when Mr. Shi brought this girl…”

nBefore the stylist could finish talking, the room door was pushed opened.

nShi Yuting walked in and was drawn towards Zuo Weiyi, who was standing in front of the mirror.

nHe stood frozen in place. He just stared at the woman in front of the mirror.

nZuo Weiyi felt awkward. Her forehead creased a little and she asked, “Does it look bad?”

nShe thought it looked good.

nShi Yuting regained his senses and replied, “You look beautiful!”

nHe smiled. She looked different from her usual self.

nZuo Weiyi hesitated. Did Shi Yuting have split personalities?

nWhy was he sometimes enthralled by her but when he regained his senses, it was as if he had been looking at a different person?

nZuo Weiyi frowned. She was puzzled.

nWhen Shi Yuting came in, the stylist was tactful enough to leave.

nHe came in front of her and gave a satisfied smiled.

n“Such a beauty to feast one’s eyes on.”

nZuo Weiyi looked at him dumbfounded. “What?”

nShi Yuting was silent. The next second, he lowered his head and took her pink lips.

nZuo Weiyi had gotten used to his sudden kisses. No matter how awkward she still was, his kiss had a magical power that could draw her into it and she slowly learned how to respond.

nAfter a kiss, Shi Yuting let go of her.

n“We shall continue after the banquet…”

nHe whispered in her ears and she could feel his warm breath by her ears. She blushed and her heart raced.

nShe looked up and stared at him with dissatisfaction. “Can you please…stop constantly talking about this?”

n“Don’t you wish for it?”

nZuo Weiyi was taken aback. She didn’t expect him to ask her like this.

n“No!” She gave him a short answer and turned, about to leave.

nThe man stretched out his hand and pulled her back.

nIt was done as if it were on purpose. With a little strength, Shi Yuting pulled her into his embrace.

n“Let me verify if you really do not wish for it.”

nOnce again, he pressed his lips against hers!

nZuo Weiyi was shocked. She widened her eyes and the next second, she felt her gown being lifted up…

nWhen she suddenly realised his gesture, Zuo Weiyi said with a start, “Oh no, my…makeup…”

n“Don’t worry, style again after we are done!”

nOnce again, the man sealed her lips, not giving her any chance to talk.

nOne hour later, the stylist was summoned again.

nDespite her attempts to clean herself up, the stylist would have definitely known what they were both doing just a while ago with a look at her lips, with her lipstick being wiped off.

nBeing read by the stylist, Zuo Weiyi wished she could find a hole to hide herself, never to come out again!

nThe banquet at the Hill Villa was scheduled to start at 7pm and the banquet hall was a distance away from Shi Yuting’s hotel room.

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