After taking photos and getting autographs, Bella Green went straight back to the backstage.
As soon as she entered the room, she saw Zephyr looking at her intensely.
If she didn't know that he was admiring the styled look he created, Bella would have thought he had some inappropriate intentions.
"It truly suits you," the man nodded.
Bella glanced at the clothes on her and smiled.
"Before, many had their eyes on this dress, but I locked it away to avoid trouble. None could bring out the essence of Peach Demon; they were either too young and innocent-looking, or older with only seductiveness and lacked purity and naiveté. I always thought this dress would just stay at the bottom of a trunk, but then I met you."
Zephyr said, somewhat excitedly.
Although he was a stylist, his talents extended beyond pairing and makeup; he was also a genius in fashion design.
"In that case, would you consider being my personal stylist?" Bella suddenly asked with a smile.
