Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!

Chapter 816 - 41: How Dare You Let Me See Your Beauty_3

The tortoiseshell glasses that Third Sister always wore were removed by the makeup artist, finally revealing her eyes. So distinctly black and white, clear as a spring; because the glasses were removed unexpectedly, her gaze carried a hint of shyness and vagueness, making those eyes even more bashfully charming, with longer eyelashes.

Third Sister’s face had a light touch of makeup, without extensive shadowing, emphasis was only on the shape of her brows, eye sockets, and lip tint... No contouring on her face, no highlighting, yet she became brightly attractive.

Just like an impressionist painting, suddenly sharpened in every detail after using Photoshop—the originally clear and endearing aspects become more distinct and vivid, while the gaze that was meant to be vague and shy remains as enchanting as ever.

Such a Third Sister... made Yan Jian so nervous that she wanted to immediately find a large scarf to cover her head and face.

Of course, she had long known Third Sister’s charming beauty, but she didn’t want Little Ben to see it too!

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But in that moment of distraction, wanting to cover Yan Yu, it was too late.

Standing in the light and shadow, Little Ben had already turned his gaze this way, following Yan Jian’s reaction towards Yan Yu.

Thanks to today’s dark-lit theme background, even in the center of the light, he could still see the girl walking gracefully towards him.

His breath paused, and his gaze fixed.

Unaware himself, yet the photographer, constantly capturing his expressions through the lens, noticed it, and the photographer excitedly shouted, "Yes, just like that. Don’t move, keep that pose!"

The attention of the entire scene was drawn over; everyone wanted to see what this non-professional lead, finally cooperating with the photographer, would look like.

Everyone’s gaze gathered towards Little Ben’s side, even these professional models, especially the male models with similar temperaments, couldn’t help but gasp in surprise.

Heavens, this surging sharpness almost activated the fabric. Every warp and weft told a story, every designed detail was lively and jumping!

Though the wind and rain were cold, and London Bridge was lonely, and the water beneath the bridge was silently clear, yet—his gaze, his persistent, burning look within his cold demeanor, lit up everything.

The anxious wait was unsettling, the longing after loss was even more despairing, but if the heart continues to burn, the world will not inevitably dim. Even if heavy winter rain cloaked the city, what the eyes would still see is a world full of vibrant colors.

In that instant, the dazzling former glory of London amidst the misty rain had not gone afar, but was all condensed in his eyes.

And those outside the picture, through his eyes, saw that blazing, glorious royal city of summers past.

The photographer was overjoyed, cheering incessantly.

And the man who created this excitement, the man originally so aloof there was a thousand miles distance from others, in this moment, his eyes didn’t see the summer in London, but only... the girl walking over with insecurity, awkward and shy.

The beauty of this world, what I, you, and he see, was inherently different.

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The photographer finally shouted with satisfaction, "Alright! Switch to the next scene!"

Yan Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly directing her team to assist the photographer’s assistant to change the backdrop, adjust the lighting.

Little Ben temporarily left the stage, squinting as he walked straight down toward Yan Yu.

Yan Yu, taking small steps, had just reached the edge of the stage. Thanks again to the sudden removal of her glasses, her eyes were a bit unaccustomed to the air and light, so although she knew Little Ben was looking in her direction, she couldn’t see clearly, not noticing the myriad of expressions in his eyes at that moment.

Suddenly seeing Little Ben approaching, she nervously raised her hands instinctively, trying to cover her face.

He always said she was ugly; if he thought she looked even uglier like this, what would she do?

She was also worried about Little Sister’s feelings, afraid that if Little Sister saw her like this, she would take it to heart, so she quickly turned her head to look around.

Fortunately, Little Sister was busy both helping to change scenes and accompanying the photographer to the computer to import photos and discuss samples...

In that moment of distraction, Little Ben had already taken a big step forward, grabbing her arm, and dragged her back to the dressing room.

The makeup artist was still inside, and upon seeing the two enter, was about to greet them with a forced smile. Little Ben squinted with a cold face, delivering a simple word: "Out."

The makeup artist bit her lip, not daring to refute, and hurriedly left.