Today, her long hair was not draped behind her but simply wrapped up, devoid of any adornment. The few strands of hair loosely hanging in front of her forehead added a touch of mischief to her youthful beauty.
"Take her to change clothes."
Director Luo's picky gaze swept over her then moved on quickly, addressing an assistant nearby. Renowned globally as a director, Director Luo himself was in his early thirties.
Ling Fei followed the crew member through a side door, which led to a completely different world filled with various props and, of course, a multitude of costumes.
"Miss Ling, please change into these clothes." The one guiding her was a woman in her early twenties. Not particularly beautiful, she exuded a youthful vibrancy nonetheless.
Ling Fei looked towards the direction she pointed—there hung a delicate, sea-green cheongsam, stunning in its color and sheen. One touch revealed its soft texture.
At a single glance, Ling Fei was utterly enthralled.