Smitten

"I don't see anything, why are you torturing the poor girl?" Wang Zibo spoke from behind. To be honest, he was bedazzled by Chen Waan for a moment too. He had not realized how her features were naturally prettier than any of the idols he had seen.

And with the help of Miyu's make-up which accentuated her features completely, she really looked like a human doll. Her eyes were naturally big and her lips were thin. Her nose was pointed and a bit big but the make-up really took care of that. Now he was regretting saying that she could fix herself with some plastic surgery. Nothing could do justice to this pretty face.

How could have his dad known that from that one video taken in the dark?

The pair of limpid eyes looked at him who had spoken. He could not break free from that gaze that was cold yet embarrassed and worried. So many emotions had passed through those clear eyes in a second. Why did he have to say those hurtful things to her previously?

Mo Yifan was in no better state. He wanted to look at her as a whole. The moment Miyu had removed the curtains in an unpredictable move, he had glanced at her body by chance. (Author's note: Are you sure it was by chance Fan Fan? *smirks*)

The pink frock was perfectly hugging her petite body at the top. Her small melons would arouse anyone's imagination. There were only two strings at her waist connecting the upper and lower part of her dress, baring her slightly bulging stomach, which was cute in itself.

The sleeves were half but had a circular cut on the top from shoulders to the end of the sleeves, the remaining cloth dangling and looking like wings. The back of the dress was bare. And the skirt part was a bit fluffy owing to the layers beneath the final cloth and also her round big butt.

If she were to go on stage with such an outfit, the guys were bound to go crazy. For some reason, that thought did not sit right with him.

"Pfft," Miyu sensed how smitten the two of them looked, so she could not help but laugh. After all, her mission was completed.

Now she needed to work on this person's confidence. When she had first met her, it did not seem like she had any body image issues. Was she just being awkward or was there some underlying issue here?

"Chen Waan, this really suits you, okay? I shall buy it for you," Miyu started to step out of the room, but Chen Waan held the lady's hand.

"Director Miyu, I am very thankful for your generous offer, but I do not have enough to repay you back. Please do not make this difficult for me. I will take your word for it, that is enough for me," she said, her eyes shifting. These rich people should know how poor she was, then why were they insisting of doing stuff like this?

"Waan Waan, we have been interacting for past two days. I have learnt so much from you. I consider you as a friend, and it's natural that I want to give you a gift. Why don't you accept it already?" Miyu replied, a hurt settling her heart. So, her relationship with the girl, which she had thought bloomed very well, was this distant? What about the heart to heart talk they had last night?

She had really thought that this girl had started relying on her. it seemed that was not really true?

"Friend?!" Chen Waan questioned incredulously. "I cannot afford the friendship between us director, let us be an employer and employee or mentor and mentee," she spoke politely. Yep, she was not going to forge any intimate relationships with anyone, especially with these people. She had to keep them at a distance.

Miyu sighed. "Alright, how about I gift this to you as your mentor then? Would that be acceptable?" She trembled a bit. She had not been rejected so brutally even by Wang Zibo till now in her life. She might have started from scratch at WhirlWind but she was still an heiress to a rich household in Japan.

Now Miyu had rejected her offer enough times so, she accepted it this time. Miyu was much more insistent than she had thought. Now it would be an outright insult to her if she did not accept her gift. And thus, the pink dress fell into her hands.

"Ugh, how will I keep you hidden from the world, you are just so cute," Miyu finally showed signs of being happy and hugged Chen Waan, rubbing her own cheek against hers.

"Can you stop with it? She is to debut for the world to see. You want to hide her? In your dreams!" Wang Zibo countered. To Chen Waan, it felt like he was unnecessarily giving reaction to each and everything Miyu was saying. Could it be? No, right?

Mo Yifan was also looking at his manager at with disgust in his eyes. Could this person not be the bigger man and let go? Why did he need to bicker with her for no reason?

Afterwards, they went to buy a few 'normal' clothes for Chen Waan, where she paid for them herself.

"Day after tomorrow, we have Fan Fan's concert. We shall start preparing for it now. Tomorrow will be rehearsal, so we have to be prepared for a long day, alright?" Miyu, who had roamed around with Chen Waan arm in arm after buying the dress whole time, casually remarked. They were still roaming the mall.

Chen Waan looked at her. if she knew it was going to be a hectic day for everyone, why were they roaming around aimlessly here? Should she not give them a break?

"Don't worry, they are used to it. There are times when they would have back to back schedule till late in the night and then concert the next day. He is not promoting right now, that's why it is easier. Once his album comes out in two months, we will be much busier," Miyu patted Chen Waan's head affectionately but her words were basically giving her a future death sentence.

At this moment, Chen Waan just wanted to know the appeal of this profession. Was it really worth so much pain and so many sleepless nights? She looked at the sky, which was gradually growing darker. Would she be able to find her answer at the concert?