Wake up, with Natasie’s help, changed into a skirt. When choosing clothes, she was stunned at the wardrobe of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple:
The original dream of the host was probably to be a Christmas tree.
“White,” she said, “that one.”
Natasie hurried over, took out the white dress, a Greek-style long skirt that almost reached the ground, with no decorations at all and a slightly low neckline.
“Bella sister, is this the one?”
She looked a bit strange: Bella sister loved those complicated dresses with as many bows and pleats as possible. This white dress had a too plain color and no bows at all, so Bella sister had always disliked it.
“Yes, this one.”
In terms of facial features alone, the original host could only be considered a 70% beauty, but she was extremely good at dressing and could be considered a 100% beauty when combined together.
In her opinion, a person’s image and temperament were also a business card–and this business card was more direct and useful, a very convenient and useful calling card.
Therefore, she also put a lot of effort into studying dress and fashion.
At this moment, what she was giving her was a perfect 100% beauty, and what she needed to do was to bring this 100% to its fullest.
“But…” Natasie mustered up the courage, “Bella sister, this doesn’t suit you.”
Liú Yú gave her a glance.
Natasie wore a light blue polka-dot cotton dress, V-neck, with a blue ribbon tied around her head and two white daisies next to her ears. With her delicate face, she looked very fresh and cute.
Her taste wasn’t bad.
Liú Yú picked out a red lace poofy skirt from the display window, looked at Natasie’s confused expression, and smiled gently, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear for her:
“Natasie, haven’t you always wanted a red dress? Go, go put it on now.”
Natasie’s eyes widened:
“But this is sister’s favorite…”
“Alright, go change into it now.” Liú Yú handed it to her, with an unquestionable tone, “Immediately, right away.”
Natasie had no choice but to go change.
After the blue figure disappeared behind the door, Liú Yú leisurely changed her clothes while the grey-spotted sparrow flapped its wings in its cage.
“Banban, don’t you think Natasie looks good in the red dress?”
“Banban.”
“Banban, I gave Natasie a dress, will you give me your prettiest feather?”
“Banban!”
Liú Yú took it as a yes and, while Heidou glared at her, reached out and “touched” its butt–
“Ban—-!!!”
A mournful scream. In Liú Yú’s hand was a beautiful feather, its pure white color radiating with light, making her fingertips as white as snow.
Banban cursed as it hopped up and down inside the cage:
“Banban! Banban! Banbanbanbanbanban!”
Natasie pushed the door open and looked in surprise at the irritable grey-spotted sparrow covering its butt with one wing:
“What happened to Banban?”
“Banban.”
Liú Yú calmly tied the feather into a knot and examined it in her hand, “Its name, don’t call it wrong.”
“…Oh, Banban.”
Natasie’s mood instantly fell.
Liú Yú looked her up and down:
“Natasie, you look great.”
Natasie uncomfortably pulled at the hem of her skirt. She had never worn silk before, and she felt extremely unaccustomed to it now.
“Ban!”
The grey-spotted sparrow scolded Liú Yú.
Liú Yú knew that it was scolding her for having ill intentions. How could Natasie be suitable for such intense colors?
Her skin wasn’t fair enough, and her frame was small. This dress displayed all of her flaws, making her look thin and lanky, like a child wearing adult clothes.
Liú Yú immediately lost interest.
Tormenting her like this wouldn’t solve her urgent problem. She hadn’t forgotten that there was a protecting Louis behind this person.
“Alright, go out now.”
“But…”
“I can go myself.”
Natasie carefully left the room, and before closing the door, couldn’t help but look back: Bella was sitting in front of her vanity, steadily combing her golden hair. Around her fair wrist, there was a beautiful feather.
Lifting the hem of her skirt, she went downstairs.
The servants saw her and showed obvious surprise: “Miss Natasie, you can’t wear this! Miss Bella will see–“
“Bella sister told me to wear it.” Natasie gently told them.
Mornings at the Fergus family were usually quiet and orderly.
And this kind of quietness became even more apparent when Bella walked downstairs with her dress held up–she calmly walked into the dining room with a feather fan in her hand.
Mrs. Fergus was waiting for her there:
“Bella, why did you give the dress to Natasie?”
Liú Yú picked up a soft and delicious-looking strawberry tart and sat down comfortably, saying, “Mother, Natasie is my little sister, after all.”
She stretched her tone of voice, “Besides, I still have plenty of dresses. What’s the big deal?”
The servants were teary-eyed, with looks of “Miss Fergus has finally grown up”–which Liú Yú noticed.
Don’t underestimate these inconspicuous screws. Many noble private gossip was spread through their mouths.
What she wanted now was to gradually change people’s impression of her.
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