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Guoguo shook her head, "No, I like myself this way."
Cosmetics are harmful to the skin, and Guoguo prefers her unadorned face now.
She wanted to attend the celebration banquet as her true self.
Just as Guoguo finished speaking, the door to the Dressing Room was pushed open.
Guoguo and the four maids turned to look at the entrance.
Murong Xiuxian, with his flaxen short hair, walked in. He was dressed in a fitted blue suit, and his impeccable features left Guoguo stunned for several seconds.
"This bastard Murong Xiuxian really looks stunning," Guoguo marveled inwardly.
As Murong Xiuxian entered the Dressing Room, his gaze immediately fell on Guoguo.
After putting on the gown designed by the Chief Designer of the French Fashion Industry, Guoguo seemed transformed, looking breathtakingly beautiful.
"Let's go, it's about time," Murong Xiuxian said, glancing at the silver Rolex watch on his right wrist before urging her to move.
Guoguo nodded slightly and followed Murong Xiuxian out of the Dressing Room, while the four maids watched them leave.
In the corridor, Guoguo walked behind Murong Xiuxian, maintaining a distance of about one meter from him.
"Where did you just go?" Guoguo asked, looking at the broad back of Murong Xiuxian walking ahead.
"It’s none of your business," Murong Xiuxian coldly replied with just four words in response to Guoguo's question.
Hearing this, Guoguo pouted and glared at Murong Xiuxian's back with her beautiful black crystal-like eyes.
In her heart, she secretly thought, "What are you being so arrogant about?"
After that, the two remained silent as Guoguo followed Murong Xiuxian out of the living room. When they reached the entrance of the hall, she noticed that it was getting darker.
"Wait here for me; I’ll go get the car," Murong Xiuxian said before heading towards the parking lot.
Before long, his Silver Sports Car drove up.
It stopped in front of Guoguo, and he coldly urged, "Get in; we’re going to be late."
Guoguo seemed to have gotten used to Murong Xiuxian's icy tone. She walked around the front of the car, opened the door to the passenger seat, sat down, closed the door, and buckled her seatbelt.
Murong Xiuxian pressed the accelerator and turned the steering wheel. The Silver Sports Car kicked up dust as it sped away from the villa gate and onto the highway.
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