118: Every man has a white moonlight in his heart. Who is Lu Chen’s white moonlight?

Inside an apartment building in a residential complex.

Gu Xiaoxiao stood in front of the mirror in the living room, carefully examining herself in the reflection.

Her face was adorned with exceptionally delicate makeup; the foundation was light and smooth, like a second skin.

Under the illumination of the lights, it emitted a natural glow, making her already fair skin appear even more delicate and smooth.

Her slender eyebrows were as exquisite as crescent moons, their color complementing her hair perfectly, each brow hair looking like a meticulously sculpted work of art.

Her eyes were the focal point of the entire makeup; thick, curled eyelashes resembled two small fans, fluttering, adding a touch of depth and mystery to her gaze.

The eyeshadow used an earthy palette, gradually blending from the inner corner to the outer corner, rich in layers, and with a fine eyeliner, it accentuated her eyes, making them more alluring and charming, as if hiding endless charm.

Her high nose bridge appeared even more three-dimensional under the play of light and shadow, and the highlight on the tip of her nose shone like a brilliant star, emitting a captivating radiance.

Her lips were painted with a vibrant, true red lipstick, full in color, her lip shape perfectly outlined, and her slightly pouted lips exuded an inviting luster, like a ripe cherry, making one long to kiss them.

Getting closer, one could also detect a faint scent of roses emanating from her, a fragrance that was elusive, lingering around her, adding to her captivating charm.

A cascade of soft, black long hair fell gracefully over her shoulders, with slightly curled ends, appearing both playful and sexy.

She wore a black crop top, its tight design perfectly outlining her full bust and slender waist, paired with a leather black mini-skirt that reached mid-thigh.

The skirt flared slightly outwards, swaying gently with her movements, showcasing her long, straight, beautiful legs.

Her legs were tightly encased in ultra-thin black stockings, which seemed custom-made for her, clinging to her skin without a single wrinkle.

The delicate texture, like velvet, further perfected the lines of her legs.

On her feet, she wore a pair of black high heels, with heels about five centimeters high; the stiletto design made her walk with a more graceful sway.

Several rhinestones were embedded on the vamp, sparkling brilliantly under the light, complementing her overall outfit.

And on the sofa behind her, there was a whole sofa full of clothes, skirts, stockings, and even sexy lingerie!

The clothes were colorful, including passionate red, noble purple, elegant blue, sweet pink, and so on.

The stockings also came in a variety of colors and types; besides black, there were white, nude, gray, and styles like fishnets, over-the-knee, calf-length, pantyhose, garter belts, slouch socks, lace stockings, and more.

The sexy lingerie was even more dazzling, predominantly in black, red, and pink.

There were classic lace cutout designs, patterned ones, and even a cute pink butterfly bra with a crisscross back design, both sexy and adorable.

These were all clothes Gu Xiaoxiao had tried on but was not satisfied with.

After striking a few poses in front of the mirror, Gu Xiaoxiao suddenly sighed, her expression still one of dissatisfaction.

She frowned slightly, a hint of anxiety in her eyes, gently bit her lower lip, and said dejectedly, “Sigh, I always feel like something is missing…”

But what else could be missing?… She had worn all the necklaces, jewelry, earrings, and bracelets she could, even an anklet.

Gu Xiaoxiao really couldn't figure out what else was missing, but she just felt it was far from enough.

Just then, Zhao Jiaqi, wearing pajamas and with messy hair, walked out of her room.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, and seeing the exquisitely made-up and dressed Gu Xiaoxiao, she couldn't help but be stunned.

Then she sighed helplessly, shook her head, and said irritably, “You got up at five in the morning to do your makeup and change clothes, it's almost eight now, and you're still not ready? You really are quite a fuss.”

Hearing the movement behind her, Gu Xiaoxiao quickly turned around to look at Zhao Jiaqi, ignoring the teasing in her words and the amusement in her eyes, she quickly walked over to her, took her hand, and said eagerly,

“Jiaqi, quickly help me see, do I look good in this outfit?”

Saying that, she slowly turned a circle in front of Zhao Jiaqi.

The black mini-skirt fluttered with her movements, revealing her long, beautiful legs encased in black stockings, and her hair also swayed, as if her whole person exuded a captivating charm.

Zhao Jiaqi looked her up and down, a hint of envy flashing in her eyes.

But it quickly returned to normal, she sighed again, and said helplessly,

“My Young Miss, you are already bubbling with beauty, what more do you want? Look at your figure, your face, plus this outfit, you are simply a perfect goddess! Stop tormenting yourself, and give us normal women a chance to live.”

But Gu Xiaoxiao still shook her head, dissatisfied, a hint of defiance in her eyes, she bit her lip tightly and said,

“Jiaqi, you haven't seen that woman Liu Ruyan, she's prettier than me, and she's definitely going to dress up like a flower today. I absolutely cannot lose to her, I must be the most dazzling presence today.”

Zhao Jiaqi stood by, witnessing Gu Xiaoxiao repeatedly trying on clothes in front of the mirror, her brow furrowed, and she sighed deeply.

Then, her gaze slowly shifted to the sofa in the room, piled high with various clothes; colorful garments and stockings of different styles were stacked together, the disarray revealing the owner's anxiety.

Zhao Jiaqi gently shook her head, her eyes full of helplessness, and said, “Ever since you found out three days ago that President Lu was taking you to a concert, you've been here continuously picking out clothes. How long has this been going on, and you still haven't chosen one?”

Gu Xiaoxiao seemed to have all her strength drained, her head drooped weakly, she shook it, her eyes fixed on her proud chest, but the expression on her face became increasingly dejected and frustrated.

Her lips curved slightly downwards, and with a hint of a whimper, she said, “I don't know either, I've already tried on all these clothes, but every time I put one on, there's always a knot in my heart, I always feel like something is missing, not a single one satisfies me.”

As she spoke, she raised her hand and gently stroked the luxurious clothes, her fingertips tracing the fabric, as if hoping to find that most fitting “dream outfit” among them.

Seeing her best friend in such a distraught state, Zhao Jiaqi felt a pang of heartache.

She walked over, gently patted Gu Xiaoxiao's shoulder, and said softly, “How about I go out now and buy you some new clothes? Maybe we can find something suitable.”

Gu Xiaoxiao suddenly looked up, a glimmer of hope flashing in her eyes.

But it quickly dimmed, she shook her head again, and said anxiously, “It's too late, President Lu is coming to pick me up soon, there's no time to go buy any more.”

As she spoke, she nervously glanced at the clock on the wall, her hands anxiously tugging at the hem of her clothes.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jiaqi immediately deflated like a punctured balloon, sighing heavily, and for a moment, she had no idea what to do, she could only stand there.

After a moment of silence, she seemed to suddenly think of something, her eyes lit up, and she quickly said,

“Hey, have you ever thought about whether there's any unforgettable outfit between you and President Lu? If you really can't pick one, how about you just wear that one, maybe it can evoke some beautiful memories and make him care about you a little more.”

Gu Xiaoxiao's expression froze at these words, a hint of embarrassment instantly flashed across her face, and a unnatural blush appeared on her originally fair cheeks.

She uncomfortably turned her head away, avoiding Zhao Jiaqi's probing gaze.

She bit her lip, hesitated for a moment, then slowly shook her head, her voice as low as a mosquito's hum: “It seems… there isn't any particularly unforgettable outfit…”

Zhao Jiaqi was slightly startled, clearly not expecting such an answer.

But her eyes darted, and she immediately proposed a new suggestion: “Since that's the case, then let's try an unconventional approach! Break the mold, and maybe we can achieve a surprise victory.”

Gu Xiaoxiao seemed to grasp a lifeline, her head suddenly tilted towards Zhao Jiaqi, her eyes full of doubt and curiosity, she eagerly asked,

“How unconventional? My mind is in a mess right now, I really have no ideas, please help me.”

Zhao Jiaqi's lips curved into a mysterious smile, she raised an eyebrow, leaned closer to Gu Xiaoxiao, and said in a profound tone,

“You don't understand this, do you? Men, ah, always have a 'white moonlight' in their hearts. That pure, beautiful feeling like first love, they never forget it.”

“If you dress up like President Lu's 'white moonlight', I guarantee, his gaze towards you will instantly change, he will definitely return to how he was, cherishing you in the palm of his hand.”

Gu Xiaoxiao blinked, and the image of Lu Chen looking at her gently involuntarily appeared in her mind, her heart felt like it was lightly brushed by a feather, and she became inexplicably excited.

Her cheeks seemed to be dyed by the evening glow, rapidly warming and becoming hot, even the tips of her ears turned bright red.

She bit her lower lip, trying to hide her shyness, but her eyes held an unconcealed urgency, she tugged at Zhao Jiaqi's hand, her voice trembling slightly:

“Then… what is a 'white moonlight' outfit? I've never tried it, help me.”

Zhao Jiaqi couldn't help but let out a chuckle seeing Gu Xiaoxiao like this, and confidently patted her chest:

“Don't worry, leave it to me! We've been best friends for so many years, how could I not know what style is most captivating on you? Let me help you get dressed up properly, and when President Lu sees you, his eyes will surely light up, and he'll be utterly captivated by you!”

Saying that, she rummaged through the wardrobe, then pressed Gu Xiaoxiao down in front of the dressing mirror and began to get her ready.