A god-level beauty system? But I'm already a god-level beauty!

The moment the candles went out, the lights in the banquet hall came back on, one by one.

Applause erupted again, and waves of cheers and blessings followed one after another.

"Nuan Nuan, what did you wish for?"

Shen Lan leaned closer and asked her daughter with a smile.

Chu Cihan opened her eyes, her eyelashes still warm from the candlelight.

"It won't work if you say it out loud."

She smiled and kept everyone in suspense.

Wishes are only useful if they are kept in your heart.

Shen Lan chuckled, didn't ask any further questions, and turned to call the waiter to cut the cake.

The three-tiered cream cake was neatly divided into portions, plated, and served to the guests one by one on silver platters. The children's eyes lit up as they held the cakes, while the adults continued their conversation over them.

After the cake was cut, everyone took their seats.

Chu Cihan placed two slices of cake into a white porcelain plate, one for herself and one for Shen Ye.

She picked up her plate and greeted her parents at the head table.

"Dad, Mom, I'm going to stay over there for a while."

"Hey, Nuannuan, don't go too far—"

Chu Bin reached out to stop him, but before he could finish speaking, he was suddenly slapped on the back of his hand.

A crisp snap.

Shen Lan slapped his hand back and glared at him irritably.

"Don't meddle in young people's affairs."

"Didn't Mr. Wang just call you to discuss business? It's about the first phase of the project. He's waiting for you, so hurry up and go."

Chu Bin: "..."

He rubbed the back of his hand, glanced at his wife's face, and ultimately didn't dare to say a word.

Fine, fine, I won't get involved then.

He stood up and was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of Shen Lan moving first.

She straightened her skirt, held a glass of red wine, and followed her daughter leisurely in the same direction.

Chu Bin stopped in his tracks.

He thought to himself, "You said you wouldn't get involved, so why did you go after me?"

......

This end of the banquet hall.

Chu Cihan carried the tray, her skirt swaying behind her, and walked quickly toward the corner.

He walked faster and faster, and the corners of his mouth turned up higher and higher.

Halfway there, she suddenly realized something was wrong.

No.

How could she give Shen Ye such a worthless smile?

It's devalued, so devalued.

What if Shen Ye sees this and thinks I like him a lot, and then becomes arrogant because of my favor?

The girl immediately put on a stern face.

With her chin slightly raised and her eyes indifferent, she exuded an air of three parts nobility and seven parts reserve.

But his pace didn't slow down at all.

His stern face paired with his brisk pace created a somewhat comical contrast.

Fortunately, he was facing away from the main table, so no one saw him.

In the corner, Shen Ye watched the pale blue figure rushing towards him, slowly finished the last sip of orange juice, and put down the cup.

We were too far away, and the spotlight was too bright, so we couldn't see clearly.

As the distance between them drew closer, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly: This girl really looks stunning today.

A light blue skirt, a neat updo, and rhinestones sparkling on her earlobes.

His face, which usually glared at people, was now filled with a rare smile, which softened the entire banquet hall.

Shen Ye looked around.

As Chu Cihan approached, many people in the arena turned their attention to him.

Some were surprised, some were inquisitive, some were scrutinizing, and a few were clearly not very friendly.

After all, with such a clear goal, it's hard for a girl not to attract attention.

Shen Ye couldn't help but feel a little nervous, standing ramrod straight and even holding back his breathing.

Just as he was deciding what to say as his first words, an accident occurred.

Chu Cihan's skirt was really too long.

Her floor-length skirt stretched for half a meter behind her, and since she was almost running, when she was still a few meters away from Shen Ye, her rhinestone-studded high heels slipped and tripped her.

The girl's body suddenly leaned forward.

At the critical moment, Shen Ye reacted extremely quickly.

He dropped the cup, rushed over in a few steps, stretched out his long arm, grabbed Chu Cihan's waist, and pulled her into his arms.

A muffled thud.

The two collided, but Shen Ye managed to stand firmly.

The person in his arms was still in shock, their heart pounding like a rabbit.

"Are you alright?"

Shen Ye looked down at the girl in his arms and asked with concern.

Chu Cihan's hair was disheveled, with a few strands falling down and sticking to her cheeks.

She looked up.

Looking up at Shen Ye from below, the boy lowered his eyes to look at her, his brows and eyes appearing particularly focused under the light, his voice full of genuine concern.

Chu Cihan blushed slightly.

Half of it was shyness, and half was embarrassment.

Everyone was watching, and she just tripped and fell on her own coming-of-age ceremony floor in front of everyone...

I should have known better than to wear high heels...

"fine......"

The girl's cheeks flushed red, and she responded softly, not daring to meet Shen Ye's gaze.

She grabbed his collar and used it to stand up.

Only after standing up straight did I belatedly realize that something was wrong.

Her palms rested on Shen Ye's chest; they felt sticky and a little cool.

?

Chu Ci (a collection of classical Chinese poems) is cold, so I lower my head.

She glanced at Shen Ye out of the corner of her eye and was immediately taken aback.

"Your clothes!"

Shen Ye looked down.

All he could see was a large, sticky mass of cream and bread dough on his chest, a white and mottled mess, slowly dripping down the fabric of his suit, about to spill onto the floor.

It turned out that just now, the plate of cake in Chu Cihan's hand landed squarely on his chest.

"..."

Shen Ye looked down at the corsage and smiled.

"You know what, it turned out pretty good."

"You still have the nerve to laugh!"

Chu Cihan was getting anxious.

She originally just wanted to bring two cakes, one for herself and one for Shen Ye, and have a quiet birthday celebration.

Instead of delivering the cake, he tripped and fell, smearing a whole patch of the other person's new suit.

It's all the high heels' fault!

It's all because of this tattered skirt!

The clothes that she had carefully selected herself now seemed to have no flaws in her eyes.

What should I do? What should I do?

Chu Cihan frantically racked his brains, trying to find a solution.

It's impossible for Shen Ye to continue wearing this outfit.

Putting aside the unpleasant stickiness of the cream on his shirt, how many strange looks would a boy have to endure walking around in public with a large cake print on his chest?

Putting aside others, she can't even get over this herself.

How could someone like her, Chu Cihan's person, stand at her banquet like this?

correct!

A sudden inspiration struck Chu Cihan.

She completely ignored the surprised looks around her, grabbed Shen Ye's arm, and without saying a word, pulled him toward the backstage door.

"Come with me, I'll help you change your clothes."