Chapter 228: Chapter 218: Cloud Clothing and Rainbow Skirts
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The press conference and show for Cloud Clothing and Rainbow Skirts were held on the first floor in the banquet hall of Doomsday Hotel.
The entire hall was decorated in an ancient style. The theme was āa gathering of friends with musical instruments, chess, calligraphy, and painting.ā
The scene was filled with ancient musical instruments, chess games, pen and ink stones, and paintings.
In addition to appreciating the decorations, guests could also create impromptu works and learn from one another.
Everywhere was filled with cultural heritage, poetic and picturesque charm, and refined elegance.
Many reporters gathered at the entrance, eagerly waiting for the arrival of various superstars. In attendance were not only domestic celebrities but also many foreign celebrities.
The major media outlets by the door were all vying for a headline.
Since the main entrance was surrounded by media, it was left for the celebrities. Others entered the conference hall through the side door.
Daisy Zane also had several invitations, so she invited Hill Dawson and Anisa Cooper to Imperial Capital to attend together.
However, the two had selected a skirt for Daisy Zane at the villa for three hours, intending for her to shine in front of the media, yet she entered the conference hall through the side door with Arthur North.
The two didnāt dare to argue loudly and whispered behind her all the way.
Today, Daisy Zane wore an ice-blue long skirt from her wardrobe.
The skirt reached down to her ankles, creating a great sense of fluidity and a cool, ethereal feeling. The sleeves were made of ice-blue gauze netting, extending to the back of her hands, giving off a fairy-like aura.
The neckline was a V-shape, not too deep, and just right.
Simple and sexy, with a hint of coolness beneath the sexiness.
Everything was just right.
There were no additional adornments in her hair, only an ice-blue hairpin.
The front of her hair was parted in three-sevens, with a slight curvature at the ends. It looked a bit messy and lazy.
In keeping with her clothes, she wore silver earrings.
Her makeup was light as well.
Regardless, her overall style was cool and laid-back.
No matter what, it would not diminish her inherent stunning beauty. The colder she looked, the more stunning and more difficult it was for people to look away from her.
Daisyās own heroic spirit was fully displayed.
The skirt didnāt weaken her sharp charm; it was more like her battle-wear that enhanced it.
In order to complement Daisy Zaneās cool and laid-back style, Arthur North also wore a white shirt in the same style. The color of the cufflinks was the same as Daisy Zaneās skirt. However, Third Masterās temperament and looks could not be toned down just by wearing a white shirt.
The sense of enchantment within his eyes only became more pronounced when set against the white shirt.
The combination of ancient elegance and enchantment was most captivating.
When the two stood together, the contrast of their coolness and charm, and the harmony of their ancient elegance, made the entire venue lose its color.
There were also media representatives inside the conference hall, but they had already been introduced. The attendees included not only public figures but also some nobles who should not be offended.
As a result, each media outlet knew what could be photographed and what should not be photographed.
Daisy Zane was not worried about being seen together with Arthur North.
She didnāt mind being known by others. After all, Arthur North had accompanied her on set for two films, and the news should have spread within the circle.
Her only concern was that Arthur Northās information should not be spread online.
āThe decoration is pretty good,ā Arthur North said.
Daisy Zane raised an eyebrow, āNot bad.ā
Arthur North stopped by a Weiqi endgame and asked, āDo you know how to
āA little.ā After saying that, Daisy Zane looked at the game for a while, then picked up a white piece and placed it down. Instantly, the game situation reversed, putting the black pieces at a disadvantage. Arthur North laughed, āThatās not just āa littleā.ā
āThird Master, do you want to rescue the black pieces?ā
Arthur North glanced at her and picked up a black piece, placing it on the board.
Afterward, they stood in front of the board for fifteen minutes without deciding a winner.
As Daisy Zane was twirling a piece between her fingers, about to place it down, suddenly someone called out to her from behind.
āLucia. ā
Daisy Zane turned around and saw Austin Allen in a gray suit, wearing glasses, and smiling at her.
āI knew it was you just by looking at your back.ā Austin said.
Daisy smiled back at him.
Austin smiled at her, then turned to Kevin Clark: āThird Master.ā
Kevin nodded lightly.
Hill Dawson, not far from them, was introducing people to Anisa Cooper. Hearing his voice, she came over immediately: āLawyer Allen.ā
āSister Emily, youāre here too.ā
āYeah. Lawyer Allen, itās been a long time since weāve seen each other.ā Hill was very polite to him, as Austin had helped her with her divorce case at the time.
After exchanging pleasantries, Austin turned to Daisy and asked, āLucia, have you seen my brother yet?ā
Austin and Joseph Allen were brothers, one in the design industry and the other in the legal profession. They both worked hard to reach the top of their fields.
Hill and Anisa looked at Daisy with an expression that said, āHow do you know everyone?ā
Kevin was also looking at her, his expression indifferent. Maybe because of too many surprises, he had become calm.
āNot yet.ā Daisy replied.
āHeās on the second floor; shall I take you there?ā Austin offered.
āLetās wait until the press conference is over.ā Daisy said softly, āSo as not to disturb his work.ā
āAlright. My brother will come down later anyway,ā Austin said. āOkay, Iām going to help entertain the guests. Let me know if you need anything.ā
āOkay.ā
When Austin left, both Hill and Anisa came over and looked at her together:
āYou also know Joseph Allen!ā
āWe have some acquaintance.ā
āYou sure have a wide circle of friends.ā Hill walked back and forth in front of her, then suddenly leaned closer and asked, āCan you get an endorsement deal?ā
Daisy tilted her head back a bit: ā
Anisa suddenly laughed out loud.
āIs there any chance?ā Hillās eyes were sparkling.
Hillās eyes lost their sparkle instantly. It was as if the vast galaxy had suddenly lost power.
Daisy gave Anisa a look, and Anisa immediately led Hill away: āSister Emily, introduce me to some more people.ā
After the two of them left, Daisy looked at the chessboard again, thought about it, and made a move.
Only then did she look at Kevin, who had been watching her.
Kevin gazed at her, then said after a moment, āLittle girl, the one who first called you āLucia,ā it wasnāt Joseph Allen, was it?ā
āMhm.ā
Seeing her respond so readily, Kevin was stunned for a moment and then gently hooked her chin, āSaying it so quickly, donāt you worry Iāll be angry.ā
āWhatās there to be angry about?ā Daisy glanced at him, then back at the chessboard, and casually said, āYour move.ā
Kevin:
Seeing that he was not moving, Daisy looked at him again.
As her gaze met his cool eyes, Kevin coughed lightly, picked up a chess piece, absentmindedly looked at the board for a while, and then put it down.
His pale fingers, pinching the black piece, fell on the board as if in a delicate painting.
Daisyās gaze moved away from his fingertips and surveyed the board, the corners of her mouth lifting slightly.
With the fall of the white piece, the black pieces were defeated.
āThird Master, you lost.ā Daisy looked at him, lightly raising an eyebrow.
Kevin looked at her smug expression hidden beneath her exterior and narrowed his eyes: āYou did it on purpose, messing with my mindset.ā
Daisyās laughter deepened, āThis is war is deceit.ā
. Naughty girl.ā Kevin tapped her nose, āWhat war is deceit? Youāre just bullying me. And you even enjoy it.ā
Daisy looked at his helpless expression, and after a moment, she turned her head slightly and began to laugh softlyā¦.
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