Never deeply in love

Young master Mo gave her a difficult problem.

Knowing that she had just graduated from college, what she wanted to teach her was a complete blank for her.

Mirin was a little helpless. It took her a lot of effort to train such a girl who looked like a piece of paper.

However, who would dare to disagree with young master Mo's orders?

She didn't have the guts, so she had to work hard and teach Bai Mingyue bit by bit.

From the start of standing and walking, to her surprise, after she demonstrated it again, Bai Mingyue repeated her actions exactly as she did.

If she hadn't been wearing a simple denim t-shirt, her repetitive movements would have been almost the same as hers.

"What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?" Bai Mingyue asked curiously when he saw mirin staring at her blankly.

"No, you did very well." Mirin looked at her uncertainly. "Miss bai, have you really not learned these things before?"

"No." Bai Mingyue nodded honestly. Her eyes were clear and her expression was natural, as if she could see through them at a glance.

Mirin had no reason not to believe it. The next training was surprisingly smooth. It was originally scheduled for two days of training, and Bai Mingyue could learn it in one day.

She repeated all the etiquette she had taught her.

Finally, it was the etiquette of seating, with legs crossed and legs tilted to one side.

She repeated what Mirin had said as she made the correct posture.

"... And the key is that you must not exert too much force when crossing your calves. If you squeeze out the extra weight on your calves, it's not nice, right?"

Mirin nodded her head and looked at her with satisfaction. Her eyes were filled with astonishment. She did not expect her memory to be so good and her comprehension to be so strong that she learned so quickly.

She could remember every action, every word she said.

It completely overturned her previous judgment.

When the teacher met a smart student, it was inevitable that he would be happier to teach. "Miss bai, you are very smart."

Mirin gave a heartfelt compliment.

Bai Mingyue couldn't help but blush, a little embarrassed: "No, it's the teacher you taught carefully."

Mirin smiled, looked at the time, and said to Ming Yue, "Let's call it a day. You have time to practice these things yourself."

"Okay." Bai Mingyue nodded and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

The second floor was dedicated to giving them a practice room. Even in a constant temperature room, after a day of training, she was exhausted and sweaty.

He repeatedly trained himself in walking, standing, sitting, greeting, and so on.

There was also etiquette training on eating, talking to people at wedding banquets, making noise, and even drinking champagne and red wine.

In less than ten days, she had mastered almost everything that Mirin had taught her.

Mirin truthfully reported Bai Mingyue's progress to Mo Zihan every day, and it was hard to hide his admiration for her.

This was the smartest and fastest female student she had ever taught.

When Mo Zihan heard this, he did not express anything, but he was very satisfied.

The divorce banquet was only for four days, and Bai Mingyue had learned almost everything.

Mirin had even prepared dozens of different gowns and dresses for her to wear every day to accompany her training.

The clothes were beautiful, but there were also some designs with exposed arms and legs. Where did Bai Mingyue wear these? It was embarrassing.

She couldn't help but ask mirin if she could dress conservatively if she was going to the wedding.

At least not like the red, deep v dress she's wearing right now that she can't help but hug her chest.

Half of her chest was exposed. She was afraid that if she didn't pay attention, her whole upper body would be exposed.

The whole back was bare, and the lower body was designed in layers, but the upper body was almost bare.

Mirin only smiled and pulled her hand away from her chest, telling her that she was only responsible for teaching her manners, and that she had to ask young master Mo about other things herself.

Thinking of Mo Zihan's icy face, Bai Mingyue couldn't help but fall down, not wanting to be bored.

After spending so many days together, she was smart and quick to learn, and she was very serious. Mirin had more or less understood her, and it was very interesting to see her awkward and awkward expression in this dress.

It was really a surprise that young master Mo found such a simple girl.

For Mirin, who was used to seeing all kinds of female stars in the entertainment industry, Bai Mingyue was obviously too innocent.

Bai Mingyue widened her eyes and looked at the high heels Mirin was holding in front of her.

The silver rhinestone upper and pointed heels were seven or eight inches high.

Having never worn high heels before, she could not help but sweat when she saw others walking around with such thin heels.

It was hard to understand why those girls could walk so easily.

She looked at the thin heel, and couldn't help but lift a heart, afraid that she would fall and sprain the thin heel.

Bai Mingyue looked at the heels of the shoes in front of him, which were as thin as chopsticks, and secretly squeezed a sweat for himself.

She put it on awkwardly. The shoes were in her size and fit her perfectly.

The design of the sharp mouth made her slender white ankle look especially delicate and delicate.

Mirin nodded with satisfaction and took a step back. "Take two steps and take a look."

Bai Mingyue had just taken a step when she staggered and shook her arm twice. Mirin quickly held her up.

Bai Mingyue managed to stand firm, but she held Mirin's hand and refused to let go. She could not help but cry and say, "Mr. Mirin, I, I can't wear high heels."

Mirin looked at her speechlessly, not understanding why she was able to learn everything else so quickly, except for her high heels.

In order not to affect her progress, she also specially completed all her etiquette courses in advance and moved the course of walking in high heels to the end.

But I didn't expect to be stuck here for so long.

"Miss bai, no woman can't wear high heels." Mirin comforted her, let go of her hand, and said encouragingly, "Don't be nervous. Take two more steps."

How did Mirin know what Bai Mingyue was thinking?

The thought of walking with two chopsticks under her feet, Bai Mingyue was afraid that her weight of less than a hundred pounds would break the heels of these two thin shoes, and she trembled at the thought.

Bai Mingyue gritted her teeth and tried to overcome her fear. As she practiced step by step, she opened her arms to keep her balance.

This time, every step was very steady, but the careful look, let alone etiquette, did not have the slightest sense of beauty.

The heel area was still painful from the grinding. Who invented the high heels? They were too bullying.

Bai Mingyue really didn't understand. For the sake of beauty, do women have to torment themselves like this?