Fitted

"Ohho, my dear Yifan is here."

A very stylish lady came out of the big villa on a private island. The castle behind her was as exquisite as the clothes she was wearing. Even her wrinkles seemed to have started contributing to her delicate features. The phrase 'aged like wine' suited amazingly well to this lady.

The black SUV's door opened. The handsome man's long legs appeared first. Everyone was already enamored, but when the guy with silver hair finally hopped out of the car, he took everyone's breath away.

"JJ, you did not need to come personally," Mo Yifan went and hugged the designer, speaking a perfect English. He had met this lady just once, at a show he had done two years ago. She had left a very favorable impression on him. She was one of those people who were always upfront about their reason in approaching him.

He hated people who came to him with an agenda of their own. He had seen so many people over the years, female idols and actresses, managers, big corporation moguls, who had wanted him for themselves for various reasons. A few wanted to own him for his beauty, few wanted to destroy him for his popularity threatened theirs, a few just wanted him as a plaything.

But this lady, she had come up to him directly, gave him her card and asked him to be her model. He was stunned for a moment but then had promised that he would model for her whenever chance arose. Now, finally, after two years, they were going to fulfill that promise.

Anyway, he respected this lady a lot. This lady had also risen from very bleak circumstances to where she was right now. Mo Yifan really loved to take inspiration from such people which reflected in his own songs.

"Aiyya, we are meeting after so long, how could have I not come? Let's go." JJ adjusted the coat of Mo Yifan and then guided him inside.

Inside the villa, everything was colored in warm beige. In this country, which experienced extreme winters, the interior décor was a fresh breath of air. Mo Yifan stood at the entrance for some time and just took in the pumpkin spice fragrance around.

A maid came and took his coat. Manager Wang Zibo was also invited and treated with same respect.

"Come, come. I will take you to my studio directly. I know you are in a hurry." JJ had heard everything from Wang Zibo on the way. JJ had chuckled over what had happened to the aloof boy and how he had been embroiled in a controversy like this.

"It's very unusual for him to get caught like this," she had commented on the phone.

"I need entertainment in my life too," Mo Yifan had shrugged arrogantly.

Anyway, presently, they were heading towards the studio where JJ had prepared couple of outfits for Yifan. The idol was to fly immediately from here to back home and participate in the photoshoot.

"Well, it seems you can't use your current hair color, so I had to remove two outfits from the collection. Rest would go well with black. Do you want to dye your hair here and then try?" JJ asked. Since that girl had decided to bring up his hair color, to prove that he was in reality in China and that silver hair had nothing to do with him, he would have to dye it black back again.

"That would take time. Let's just check the fit. I will dye it back once I am out of the airport in China," Mo Yifan removed his sunglasses and was mesmerized by the outfits before him. There were three in total, donning the mannequins.

One was a suit for a prince charming, may be from an ancient European period. It was completely white, with golden buttons on both sides and golden embroidery on the sleeves, shoulders and collar. Chinese culture was highlighted in the inspiration for embroidery, incorporating elements like phoenixes and dragons. Mo Yifan touched the intricate detailing and looked at JJ with an admiring expression.

JJ felt proud. This was one of her best creations, a fusion of European and Oriental styles.

Next piece was a normal black and white tuxedo suit, one half black and other half white. The buttons on black side were white and vice versa. "Wait a minute. Is this yin and yang?" Mo Yifan asked curiously.

JJ nodded. For a normal person, the outfit itself could give clown like feel, but she had confidence that this guy could pull it off amazingly well. This guy had the feeling of both danger and kindness, something that this outfit personified well.

Then the last piece was a Tang suit, again featuring a combination of Western and Chinese fusion pieces.

"So?" she asked for his opinion.

"I will try them all now," although he was still maintaining his aloof character, his eyes were gleaming with excitement. He loved them all, especially the tuxedo suit. To think he could make a foreigner, such a famous designer at that, make outfits for him with elements from his own home country. To say that he was proud, was an understatement.

One by one, he tried all three outfits, and even JJ herself gasped by how perfect her vision had been when she made those, not to mention the maids in the house who were all about to faint. If only he could keep his current hair, it would match with all three outfits, giving them all very mysterious feel.

"It would have been perfect if we could do the shoot here," JJ lamented in despair. She really wanted this kid to stay here more. When he was standing earlier in his prince outfit near the window, sun kissed by the golden rays, the white of the dress matching the snow outside, ah, she could just see the view the whole day and churn out new design ideas per hour.

"Don't worry JJ, we will incorporate all your wishes in this shoot, just that it will happen back in the country. I will make sure not to disappoint you," Mo Yifan glanced at the old lady. He had already seen the infatuated look in her eyes earlier. Perhaps she was reminiscing some past lover?

"Well, that would be great. I will look forward to it then," JJ nodded and smiled. She loved the enthusiasm of this kid. There was no way she would have personally endorsed him if he were not a nice person from inside.

She understood perfectly that the idols had to maintain an image, a farce in front of their audiences. And this guy, was always in an act. That was why he was always cold and aloof. Deep in his heart, he was just an ordinary considerate kid.

She reluctantly let the party of two go after finalizing the measurements and payment.

"Look into the girl, since she is in our country. I want every update about her," JJ ordered her secretary. If this girl had dared such, and Mo Yifan had not been much bothered about it, then there must have been something about her that this guy let her off the hook. "I don't think he is telling us the full story."