"It really worked wonders." Su Yuan nodded in wholehearted agreement.
The Ning Tian before him bore no resemblance to the tomboy she had been.
She wore Shrek's pristine white school uniform dress, its upper half neat and dignified. The pleated skirt covered her upper thighs, while white velvet stockings wrapped her lower thighs and calves. A pair of little square-cut shoes completed the outfit.
Her outfit alone was already adorable.
She had also grown her hair down to her waist. Her long golden locks were silky and lustrous, with a few wispy bangs adorning her forehead. Her rosy, baby-round face was as cute as it was delicate.
Yet despite her petite, little-girl looks and clothing, her bearing was as dignified and serene as a princess's.
That was why Ning Tian had become the undisputed center of attention in Class Nine. Most of her classmates were stealing glances at her, and much of their whispered conversation revolved around her.
After several months apart, Su Yuan truly saw Ning Tian in a new light.
Seeing the unmistakably dazzled look on Su Yuan's face, Ning Tian's smile deepened, and secret delight stirred in her heart.
Those medicinal herbs I used to grow my hair were worth it!
Fu Mengyu sat quietly beside her, her hands resting on her knees as she gazed straight ahead with apparent composure. In reality, she was so pleased she was practically soaring.
As the chief architect of Ning Tian's makeover, she had arranged every detail of her appearance from head to toe. She could not have been more satisfied with Ning Tian's new look.
Before they left, Ning Tian had repeatedly asked her whether anything might be wrong with her appearance.
Fu Mengyu: Young mistress, just you wait and see!
Now, every extra glance Su Yuan gave Ning