Living in an apartment: Only children make choices.

Zhuge Dali did not answer, but instead asked a question.

Can I come with you?

Lin Yun said with a smile.

"Since I asked you, of course I can."

Zhuge Dali stood up and said.

"If it won't cause you any trouble, then go ahead."

"I've been flying a lot lately, and I'd like to relax a bit."

Lin Yun nodded, then asked.

"Regarding the style of evening gowns..."

Zhuge Dali said with a smile...

"You can help me put together this."

"I don't know much about evening gowns."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Li Mingzhu suddenly leaned over and said something.

"You can give this to me, Auntie."

"I used to be one of the top fashion stylists in Paris!"

"Lili, come upstairs with your aunt, I'll take care of your outfit and styling problem in no time."

"Make you the brightest star at the party!"

Zhuge Dali said awkwardly.

"Auntie, actually, you don't need to use numbing cream..."

The next moment, Li Mingzhu had already taken Zhuge Dali's hand and forcibly led her upstairs.

Half an hour later, inside the car...

Lin Yun looked at Zhuge Dali, who was sitting next to him with a pout, with a very strange expression.

The color scheme of Zhuge Dali's dress was problematic, but Lin Yun's attention was not on Zhuge Dali.

Because at this moment, she had a shovel on her head, yes, one of those shovel-like decorations, held in place by a wig.

Zhuge Dali said helplessly.

"Don't hold it in, just laugh if you want to."

Lin Yun shook his head and said.

"It's okay, I've trained."

"I can handle this level."

"However, judging from the clothes and styling your aunt put together for you, it's clear that her certificate was probably bought with money."

As he spoke, Lin Yun even poked the shovel on Zhuge Dali's head with his finger...

Zhuge Dali said, on the verge of tears.

"Although it's a bit strange, Auntie really did manage to get 1.1."

"If I go to a party with this outfit, I'm sure I'll attract a lot of attention."

Lin Yun reassured him.

"It's alright."

"Driver, please find me the nearest hotel."

A moment later, when Zhuge Dali came out of the hotel, she had taken off all her makeup and wig, and changed into a pure white evening gown.

Zhuge Dali came to Lin Yun's side and asked.

Is it pretty?

Lin Yun nodded and said.

"nice."

"It's just not quite as good as the outfit that really caught my eye earlier."

Zhuge Dali said with a dark face.

"Stop talking about it. That's a part of my history that I don't want to remember."

Lin Yun smiled and reassured him.

"It's okay, it's alright if you can't remember."

"I'll remember that for you."

Chapter 1188 The Fashion Circle of America (Please Subscribe!)

At the entrance of another luxury villa in New York.

A legendary figure in the industry is standing at the door, eagerly awaiting...

He's the one who started this party today!

While he was waiting, several famous actors, dancers, and musicians greeted him as they entered the villa.

He acted very perfunctorily, even impatiently.

Not long after, an unremarkable Maserati pulled up in front of the car.

Here's something I need to explain! Why do cars always stop exactly in front of the red carpet when people walk down it?

Improving one's social standing is only one reason; the main reason is...

There are too many cars nearby, making it difficult to find a parking space, so when people get off at the entrance, the driver drives off slowly to find a parking spot.

The next moment, Lin Yun got out of the car first, and then gentlemanly reached out to shake Zhuge Dali's hand and helped her out of the car.

The next second, the man who had been waiting at the door for a long time immediately came up and said excitedly.

"Lin Yun, I knew you would come looking for me!"

Lin Yun said with a smile.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

"Let me introduce you. This is my friend Zhuge Dali."

"Lili, who is this...?"

Zhuge Dali said with a smile.

"This person needs no introduction."

"The fashion emperor, Karl Lagerfeld, the old man."

"Even someone like me who doesn't know much about the fashion industry has heard of this name before."

The old lady smiled at Zhuge Dali, then continued speaking to Lin Yun.

"Lin Yun, you can speak English."

Lin Yun sighed and said.

"Plans can't keep up with changes, I just learned that recently."

"But I was lucky; when I called, it just so happened that you were having a party."

The old lady said with a smile.

"It's not a coincidence!"

"This party is all to welcome you."

Lin Yun immediately used his mind-reading ability to confirm that the Empress Dowager was indeed not lying.

Lin Yun quickly distanced himself from the situation.

"Your Majesty, I have no intention of entering the fashion industry."

"Don't try to force me to abdicate."

The old lady said with a smile.

"You don't need to go in, because just standing here is stylish!"

Lin Yun was taken aback for a moment, then sincerely praised him.

"Your Majesty, it's been so long."

"What you say is still so pleasant to hear."

Zhuge Dali was afraid that Lin Yun would be fooled, so she immediately tightened her grip on Lin Yun's hand.

Lin Yun lowered his head and winked at Zhuge Dali, indicating that he was fine.

Then, the Empress Dowager voluntarily played a supporting role and led the way, while Lin Yun and Zhuge Dali followed behind at a leisurely pace.

The old lady walked along, smiling as she spoke.

"Lin Yun, don't worry."

"The people who came to the party have been checked."

"I won't be bringing any filming equipment if anyone posts photos of today's party online."

"The entire fashion industry will blacklist him."

Lin Yun nodded and said.

"I can see that you are indeed quite capable."

Inside the bustling courtyard, the lights shone brightly, glasses clinked, and the scents of alcohol and perfume wafted through the noisy crowd.

Soothing and melodious music formed the backdrop of the party, where men and women, holding wine glasses, gathered in small groups to chat.

Although it was described as a party, Lin Yun felt it was more like a cocktail party, as the attendees all seemed a bit reserved.