Concert venue, backstage.
In a dressing room, Sylvia sat before a vanity mirror.
Two young women stood beside her.
One was Sylvia's makeup artist, applying her makeup.
The other was Sylvia's temporary manager, going over the concert schedule with Sylvia one last time.
"Click..."
As the door opened, Fang Li pushed it open and walked into the dressing room.
At the sight of him, the manager and makeup artist both stopped what they were doing and turned around.
Before either of them could speak, Sylvia let out a soft laugh.
"Thank you, you two. I'm ready now, so leave the rest to me."
Hearing that, the manager and makeup artist both modestly replied that they dared not, then tactfully withdrew.
The two young women seemed somewhat curious about Fang Li and Sylvia's relationship. With the lingering reluctance born of a woman's particular curiosity, they left the dressing room.
Only after the two had left did Sylvia walk over to Fang Li.
Looking at Sylvia's pretty face with its light makeup, Fang Li could not help but smile.
"What are you smiling at?"
Sylvia blinked, clearly pretending not to know.
"Nothing."
Fang Li deliberately put on an inscrutable expression, prompting Sylvia to displeasedly pinch the soft flesh at his waist.
"All right, all right. I was teasing you."
Fang Li hurriedly caught Sylvia's mischievous little hand and pulled her into his arms.
"I was smiling because I'm proud that my girlfriend can look this beautiful. Satisfied now?"
That was the truth.
Sylvia already possessed world-class beauty. Now, with some perfectly placed light makeup and that gorgeous dress, she had instantly become the most dazzling Goddess in the world.
If not for the wrong time and place, Fang Li feared he would already have been unable to restrain himself.
Sylvia was clearly