Your current name was Su Man. You were a budding star who had appeared in two obscure films. Because your looks were outstanding, and your figure and bearing suited the Second Female Lead perfectly, the director had taken a liking to you.
Cheongsams, long gowns, Western suits, overcoats, shawls, and top hats—you should know what era you were in by now, right?
444 introduced the situation in one breath, not even daring to pause, afraid that something unexpected might happen the next second and Su Qiao would not know how to respond.
Su Qiao's eyes flickered, indicating that she understood.
Oh, it was basically the Republic of China Era.
It wasn't as if she had never been here before.
Su Qiao calmly sat at the edge of a row of entertainers and lowered her head to look at the cheongsam she was wearing.
It was a dark blue cheongsam with a satin sheen, decorated with exquisite golden patterns, diamond-blue floral piping, and classic frog buttons.
The fabric was soft and delicate, with an excellent drape. It had a side slit and short, umbrella-shaped sleeves that lent it a touch of airy elegance.
She liked it.
She raised a hand as naturally as she could and lightly stroked her hair.
Her hair had been parted in the middle and braided into a coiled bun. It seemed to have been slicked with hair oil, giving it a slightly fluffy look, yet not a strand was out of place.
After gaining a general understanding of the situation, Su Qiao became even calmer and tilted her head slightly.
Beside her were two other young and beautiful women, dressed similarly to her, though their cheongsams were lighter in color.
"Xiao Si, am I too unknown?"
She was the Second Female Lead, no matter how you