After Emily put on the princess dress, she held her clothes in her arms, hoping to find a bag to put her clothes. When she raised her head, she suddenly saw Irene staring at her blankly. Emily was a little puzzled, but she did not ask anything and just smiled sweetly at Irene.
Looking at Emily's innocent and harmless smile, Irene still couldn't believe that the silly girl in front of her was really the girl Vincent liked. How was that possible?
Vincent was so perfect!
In Irene's eyes, Vincent was a dignified and serious man. He was handsome, decisive, cool, and detached. He was her cup of tea. No, he was actually Prince Charming of all single girls in City Y. And no other man was any match for Vincent in City Y. Who didn't like such a perfect man?