Immediately, Maggie carefully observed Ann in every detail, succumbing to her professional instincts, envisioning countless perfect styles in her mind.
"President Qin, Miss An'an, please come this way," Maggie led them into her studio.
The studio was neatly arranged with numerous valuable custom-made accessories, clothing, and hair models.
Qin Sui'an's eyes were dazzled, and his little mouth slightly opened, "Daddy, it looks so beautiful!"
"Which ones do you like, Ann?"
Qin Haochen held her in his arms, strolling leisurely through the studio, ready to pay for anything Ann desired.
"Ann likes them all! They are all beautiful!" Qin Sui'an replied innocently.
Little did Qin Sui'an know that her simple words would make her daddy, Qin Haochen, spare no expense.
Qin Haochen nodded without a trace of furrowed brows, "All right."
Maggie was standing beside them and naturally overheard their conversation.