At this moment, Isabelle Adjani gritted her teeth, looking at Lu Yu in front of her, then at Leng Qingqiu, and said, "Good, very good!"
As she spoke, a hint of venom laced Isabelle Adjani's voice. She looked at Lu Yu and said, "I now want to see how your woman will wear this golden ratio gown!"
As she spoke again, Isabelle Adjani's voice carried traces of malice. She gazed at Lu Yu with disbelief spread across her words.
In her mind, she simply couldn't believe that Leng Qingqiu could don that golden ratio gown.
After all, even she, Isabelle Adjani, a renowned model, couldn't perfectly manage such a gown. She absolutely doubted Leng Qingqiu could wear such an outfit perfectly!
In Isabelle Adjani's impression, a common person like Leng Qingqiu, who hasn't had any training, couldn't possibly wear such attire!
Subconsciously, Isabelle Adjani still considered herself far superior to the people in front of her!
"No problem!"
