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

In the backstage corridor, two figures walked one after the other, quickly disappearing behind that door.

Inside the banquet hall, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Where...where did Miss Chu go?"

"And who is that young man?"

Whispers rose and fell, even more lively than before.

After all, this was Chu Cihan's coming-of-age banquet, but now the main character had run away, leaving all the guests standing there, creating a somewhat awkward situation.

At the main table, Chu Bin adjusted his glasses.

He stood up, raised his hand and pressed down, signaling the musicians to raise the music again.

"Please excuse my poor appearance, everyone."

He loudly tried to smooth things over.

"My daughter has some personal matters to attend to, please don't mind. There's plenty of food and drink, so please don't be shy tonight!"

"Hahaha, that's only right, that's only right."

"Mr. Chu, you're too kind."

The guests smiled politely, and the atmosphere warmed up again.

Chu Bin smiled and returned the greetings one by one. As he turned around, he turned his head and nodded to Shen Lan in the distance.

The meaning is clear: Go see what your daughter is up to.

Shen Lan took a sip of red wine and nodded calmly.

Actually, she was planning to go anyway, even without his prompting.

......

On the other side, in the lounge.

Chu Cihan pushed open the door, pulled Shen Ye in first, and then closed the door behind him.

The door closed, instantly shutting out the noise outside and bringing quiet to the room.

This is the largest reception and lounge on the top floor, with leather sofas and coffee tables on one side and a full-wall display cabinet on the other.

Several sets of men's clothing were hanging in the closet, all of which were high-end ready-to-wear clothes prepared for Chu Bin in case he encountered any unexpected situations while socializing outside.

Chu Cihan walked quickly to the display case and opened the door.

His fingers traced a row of clothes racks, finally stopping on a brand-new navy blue suit.

She took the suit jacket off the hanger and turned to hand it to Shen Ye.

"Change to this one."

The navy blue fabric gleams with a calm luster under the light, and the cut is crisp and straight.

"This set was originally for my dad, but he's never even worn it. It's perfect for you."

As she spoke, she looked Shen Ye up and down and then pursed her lips.

"Honestly, we invited you to a coming-of-age ceremony, and who would have thought you'd end up like this? You've made a complete fool of yourself."

Shen Ye: "?"

He glanced down at the "disaster area" on his chest.

You were the one who fell.

You're the one who's embarrassed, why am I the one who's embarrassed?

Shen Ye was internally ranting, but when he caught sight of the girl pouting in front of him, he silently swallowed his words.

Forget it.

I'll let it slide since it's your birthday today.

"Fine, fine, I'm embarrassed." He shrugged. "I've embarrassed Miss Chu."

"Good to know."

Chu Cihan snorted, stepped forward, and reached out to peel the dirty suit jacket off his shoulders.

Her movements were very natural. She first pulled down one sleeve, then the other, pinching the collar of her coat with her fingertips and pulling it back. Her movements were as practiced as if she were handling clothes in her own closet.

He took off his coat, revealing a white shirt underneath.

Chu Cihan's hand naturally went to unbutton his shirt.

Shen Ye looked down at the pair of fair hands on his chest, paused for a few seconds, and then quickly reached out to press down on her wrists.

"Wait, wait, wait!"

He pressed his wrist to the spot, feeling both amused and exasperated.

"What do you mean by taking off your coat and everything underneath? It's just the outer layer that's dirty."

"You're not just after my body, are you?"

Chu Cihan: "..."

She glared at him, but the tips of her ears turned red.

"Who, who's lusting after your body!"

"I'm just worried that it might splash inside too!"

"There's no need for you to take it off yourself." Shen Ye released her wrist and took a half step back. "I can do it myself, birthday boy."

Just then, Shen Ye's mind suddenly went "ding".

A question I had never seriously considered before suddenly surfaced:

Chu Cihan has come of age.

From today onwards, she is a full-fledged adult.

And I will be eighteen in a month.

Many things that were previously impossible now seem to be possible immediately?

Shen Ye's thoughts had only drifted out a little bit.

As if something sore spot had been hit, Chu Cihan on the other side raised his hand and punched him in the chest without saying a word, knocking him back.

"Thump."

It hit his shirt squarely.

"Who would want your body!"

She glared at him fiercely, her ears turning bright red.

"I'm just worried it'll get dirty inside too! Can't you think of anything serious?"

"Okay, serious, very serious."

Shen Ye raised his hands in surrender.

Chu Cihan was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore. He crumpled the dirty suit in his hand into a ball and threw it into Chu Cihan's arms.

"Change it yourself!"

"I need to go sit for a while. Call me when you're ready."

After saying that, she walked to the sofa in her high heels and plopped down on it.

Then, she turned her head away angrily, staring at the night view outside the floor-to-ceiling window, making it clear that she didn't want to talk to that person anymore.

Shen Ye looked down at the dirty suit in his arms, then at the back of the head on the sofa.

Fine.

He unfolded the brand-new navy blue suit and slowly put it on.

The shirt was clean and didn't need to be changed. He put on his jacket, the cuffs were pulled down, and there was a little room at the shoulders. Chu Bin was a bit thinner than him, but the jacket still fit him fairly well overall.

While buttoning his shirt, Shen Ye's gaze involuntarily drifted towards the sofa.

The girl sat sideways to him, one hand on the sofa, her back ramrod straight, deliberately avoiding looking in his direction.

The light fell from above, outlining her entire silhouette.

A light blue evening gown was spread out on the sofa, its long skirt cascading down the side of the sofa, creating a small wave on the floor.

As if she had thought of something, the girl on the sofa lowered her head, her gaze falling on the hem of her long skirt.

This thing is what caused this.

This skirt is so long and cumbersome.

And those stiletto heels she was wearing made her feet hurt.

Chu Ci Han became increasingly angry the more he read it.

She reached out and lifted the hem of her skirt, which was hanging to the ground, up to her knees, where it bunched up at her thighs.

A slender, snow-white leg was revealed beneath the skirt, dazzlingly white under the light, with delicate ankles and not an ounce of excess fat.

Then she bent down, put her hand on the shoe, and took off her left high heel first. With a flick of her wrist, the rhinestone high heel slid half a meter away on the floor.

The same thing happened with the right foot, and the other shoe flew off too.

Barefoot on the floor, toes spread apart, the little feet, which had been cooped up all night, were finally free.

Chu Cihan slumped into the sofa and let out a long sigh of relief.

comfortable.

She changed her posture, turned to the side, crossed one leg over the other, and dangled her bare toes.

Their gazes turned and landed on Shen Ye, who was adjusting his cufflinks.

Hmm, navy blue suits him quite well...

"Feed".

The girl called out in a drawn-out tone.

Shen Ye looked up.

Chu Cihan rested his chin on one hand, pointed the other towards the floor, his chin slightly raised, exuding an air of self-righteousness:

"Come here and massage my feet."

"I wore high heels all night, it hurts so much."

Consider this a reward for saving the emperor.

She waved her hand, clearly defining the responsibilities again, and waved her bare toes at him, her fair insteps gleaming under the light.

"Hurry up."