Chapter 337: The Press Conference Begins

Lu Zhenzhen generously accepted defeat, “I really can’t compare with you, that was quite a spectacle.

Your comeback press conference shook the entire entertainment industry.

I was having lunch with some investors, and people were asking me about you, wanting to know if there was any inside scoop.”

“What inside scoop?

I’ve been upfront about everything.

As long as my financial backers support me well, I can take off.”

Chu Yao tiptoed to the sofa and squatted down, lifting Nan Jiaojiao’s hair to take a look and then suddenly realizing something was off, she added, “I can make it on my own, too, but I’m short on cash right now.”

So she still needed people to back her.

The makeup artist poured a glass of water for Lu Zhenzhen who took it and found a seat on a solo sofa.

Just as she was about to continue the topic, Chu Yao’s intense gaze on Nan Jiaojiao unnerved her a bit.

On guard, she asked, “What are you planning to do?”

“I’ve been wanting to do something with her hair for a while now, don’t you find the constant black hair boring?”

Chu Yao tried to elicit Lu Zhenzhen’s empathy.

But to no avail, as the other was someone who valued her own safety.

Fortunately, the sip she took went down smoothly, and her eyelids fluttered, “Take it easy, she really hits hard when she fights.”

Chu Yao dismissed the concern with not a hint of fear.

As Lu Zhenzhen stood up to leave, Chu Yao asked, “Where are you going?”

“I’m going to keep an eye on things in the back.

You think you Chu Yao are something special?

Your comeback has caused such a stir, shaken up so many people’s cake, the paparazzi are all over the place right now, there’s no end to the anonymous tips wanting to dig up your dirt.”

Chu Yao scoffed, “Let them dig, see if I care.”

Lu Zhenzhen rolled her eyes and, though she had reached the door, couldn’t help but look back at Nan Jiaojiao, who was sleeping deeply.

She said, “Be gentle with her.”

Chu Yao waved her hand nonchalantly, replied half-heartedly, and as soon as the door closed, she immediately put on her gloves.

“Bring me the hair dye, the one I picked out just now.”

Halfway through applying it, Nan Jiaojiao woke up.

Not yet fully alert, the cool sensation on her head made her eyes snap open, “What are you doing?”

“Hair treatment,” lied Chu Yao without batting an eye, and she hastened her application of the hair dye, making sure it was evenly spread before she settled down.

“Don’t move, wait half an hour, I’ll put on Peppa Pig for you.”

There was a projector ready in the dressing room, and soon the whole room was filled with the loud grunts of cartoon pigs.

Chu Yao watched with her for a while, and when the time was almost up, she went to get changed.

Coming back out dressed, she personally supervised someone washing Nan Jiaojiao’s hair.

The mirrors in the room had been taken down by her earlier.

Once the hair was dried, Chu Yao used a wooden hairpin to style Nan Jiaojiao’s hair into a low bun and coaxed her to leave.

The press conference was packed with people, and many members of the media were standing around, with many reporters from big companies hanging press passes around their necks.

As Chu Yao appeared, the venue quieted down for a few seconds, and everyone watched, dumbstruck, as she walked in.

She had arrived wearing just a bellyband.

Oh no, not a bellyband, a bellyband-styled outfit.

The weight of the entire dress was suspended from her neck by a few thin strings, with a large cut-out at the back.

An inverted V shape extended from the side of her chest to her lower back, and hanging down from the straps at the back of her neck was a silver ring.

Inside the ring, a crescent moon shape finely carved out a coiled-up, side-lying fox, dangling in front of her scapulas, seductive yet not vulgar, exuding a high-class vibe from bone deep.

The farther down the dress, the more the misty blue color spread from the thighs downwards, blurring into a landscape painting hidden in thin mist.

There was a sense of revelation from behind dark clouds.

Someone soon recognized it as a one-of-a-kind piece from Veil of Immortality.

Chu Yao is Chu Yao, the only haute couture in the country was readily available to her.