"Are you done?" Dylan stood at the door of the lounge, knocking on the door for the third time and asking lightly.

The door handle was turned, and the door opened.

For a moment, Dylan's eyebrows brightened.

At this moment, Ella was standing there wearing a haute couture dress which was with a white gauze skirt.

The cosmos outlined by the large black embroidery thread adds to the playful and beautiful body, and the contrast with white enhances the visual elegance.

However, Ella's eyes were full of water waves, and under the gauze skirt, there seemed to be dense smoke, and the clear traces on the skin as white as snow were scattered on the neck and heart like plum red, which inexplicably revealed indescribable charm.

Dylan could see God. In his heart, Mina is a stunning existence, and she is as versatile as her celebrity status. However, at this moment, the woman in front of her clearly has no makeup, and she only has rouge with red cheeks, but she let it go. His heart thumped, as if returning to his ignorant youth, the throbbing when his eyes met...

"Mr. Dylan, if you look at me like this again, I will regret it." Ella lowered her head and clenched her hands tightly together. The blood on the back of her hand cracked open and the blood oozes out.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it, but you are so beautiful..."

"Sir!" Ella turned her head in shame and raised her hand to cover her face, so Dylan saw her bloody hand and hurriedly took out the Band-Aid she had put away from her pocket: "You're bleeding. I'll give it to you. Post it!"

He moved quickly, and then grabbed Ella's hand and stuck it to her. At this moment, Ella glanced at him, the fan-like eyelashes shaking her weakness and helplessness, Dylan only felt much guilty after this glance.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak when Beck's voice came from behind him: "Mr. Dylan, Madame asked me to urge you to pass quickly."

Dylan nodded, and immediately grabbed Ella's hand and wanted to hold it.

Ella's body froze, and he immediately pulled out his hands.

"You have to cooperate, now, you are my girlfriend." Dylan stammered softly.

There was struggling hesitation on Ella's face, and Defoe on the side said, "Miss Xia, hurry up, the friends of the band are still waiting for you to lead."

Ella glanced at Dylan in embarrassment, and then closed her eyes and took a breath, and finally stretched out her hand.

After all, at this moment, she has no choice at all.

"I'm sorry." Dylan took Ella's hand: "I will definitely make up for you."

Ella didn't speak, but just turned her head, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

When Dylan pulled her into the hall, an auction had just ended. Madame Linda, who was holding champagne, glanced at Ella and Dylan with a smile, and then raised her eyebrows slightly, and said with a smile: "There was a little episode just now that must have made everyone curious about what happened. As a mother, I can only say that there are too many unexpected things in youth! Dylan, bring your girlfriend and say hello to everyone!"

When Madam Linda's voice fell, Dylan took Ella to Madame Linda's side.

"What?" Someone exclaimed at this time: "Isn't Mr. Dylan and Miss Mina dating?"

"That's the past tense." Before Dylan could answer, Madame Linda said so, and she looked at Ella with a smile: "Actually, my son broke up with Miss Mina a while ago, and had a relationship with this lady, Miss Ella. She is a girl I like very much. Oh! she will lead a concerto for everyone today, is it that right, Ella?"