Humans are perhaps the most fragile of animals.

They have neither steel nor iron bones, nor innate superpowers, they rely on their brains to send themselves and their kind to the blue sky and the abyss, and become the overlord of this planet with their wisdom.

But they are still vulnerable.

They may be at the top of the food chain, but they can't hide the fact that they are extremely fragile physically or mentally.

Su Xingmu looked at Song Wen, who was flustered and nervous, went to her side, and opened his arms to hug her: "Don't be afraid, Wenwen, you are the most beautiful."

Song Wen was so nervous that she crumpled the paper in her hand.

She leaned on Su Xingmu's shoulder and whispered, "Sister Xing, I feel like I'm about to suffocate."

She was scared, always was.

, Imperial City.

This place brought her nothing but endless pain.

He left full of hope, but ended up in black and fled back to Anseong.

The taste of falling from a height is unbearable.

Su Xingmu patted Song Wen on the back and whispered, "Wenwen, believe me, believe in Yinyin."

Song Wen looked at Shen Fanyin.

She was still opening the box, and she didn't know how many digits the password was set in the safe, and she hadn't opened it for a long time.

Song Wen looked at the slender back, and her restless heart gradually fell into place.

She was silent for a long time and nodded slowly.

Perhaps, she could try again.

She wanted to tell the world that she wasn't what they said she was, that she hadn't done all of those things.

She did explain it that way, but it didn't work.

No one believed her.

She couldn't remember how long she had passed the darkest years, she only remembered that one day, Su Xingmu pried open her door and said to her:

"You can escape, I can even pay you a salary to support you, but you have to know that if you are depressed for a lifetime, it means that your black body will never be washed clean."

"Song Wen, stand up, only by standing at the top will someone be convinced of what you say."

Song Wen still remembers these words.

She did the same, and always wanted to climb back.

But...... It's really hard.

A generation of new people replacing old people is not just talking about the ancient harem.

Newcomers emerge in an endless stream, and she, the former and queen who has not enjoyed the treatment of a one-day movie queen, has been completely forgotten.

She was on the verge of giving up.

Until Shen Fanyin appeared.

Her wedding dress made her movie the box office champion of that quarter, and her wedding dress style in the movie was also rated as her most beautiful look.

She quickly became popular, and the momentum was even stronger than winning the queen laurel that year, and even the Imperial City Film Festival, which had disliked her for many years, sent her an invitation letter again.

Maybe this time, Shen Fanyin can bring her a miracle.

Song Wen's heart settled down, and her expression became much more natural.

Su Xingmu breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at Shen Fanyin: "Yinyin, have you forgotten your password?"

Shen Fanyin replied without replying, "Thirty-six passwords, I've been working hard as soon as possible."

Su Xingmu: "......"

Good fellow, I don't know what kind of classified documents she has in her box.

After another three minutes, they finally heard a "click".

The safe is open.

Shen Fanyin beckoned Song Wen's agent to help him, and the two of them carefully took out the dress escorted by sixteen bodyguards and encrypted with a thirty-six password.

The peach-like pink, fresh and delicate, seems to take the most beautiful color in spring and twist the weaving.

The pink crystals vary in size and spread out from the waist down, some round like dewdrops, others fine like broken moonlight.

Such a pink color, in the entertainment industry, only new stars in their twenties dare to choose, no

It is easy to be ridiculed and pretending to be tender.

Song Wen hesitantly stretched out her hand to it, looking at Shen Fanyin's eyes with a look of uncertainty: "Can I really wear it?"

She didn't deny the beauty of the dress, but she didn't have confidence in herself.

Yes, she does not believe in herself and seriously lacks self-confidence.

This kind of emotion should not appear in an artist, but Song Wen is inevitable, no matter how well she usually hides it, she will still have low self-esteem.

The damage it caused her was immense.

Shen Fanyin nodded sharply: "Of course you can wear it, and this dress Mr. Su gave another money, and the ownership of this dress in the future is-"

Shen Fanyin said, looking at Su Xingmu.

Su Xingmu couldn't help but have a headache.

Song Wen is asking if the dress is for her? She was obviously afraid that she wouldn't look good.

At this moment, Su Xingmu really believed that Shen Fanyin's chicken soup could not be drunk.

How can you expect a person with an EQ equal to zero to make a proper chicken soup?

Su Xingmu sighed lightly and said to Song Wen, "You are about to have a birthday, this can be regarded as my birthday gift to you."

With that, she walked up behind Song Wen, held her shoulders and said, "You have white skin, you must look good in pink, try it."

The agent also hurriedly helped: "Yes, Wenwen, you can try it, it must be very good-looking."

Song Wen instinctively nodded obediently.

She has been obedient all these years, and Su Xingmu will do whatever she asks her to do.

She knew she was sick, so she could only be obedient.

When Song Wen changed into a dress, stood in front of the fitting mirror, and looked at herself in the mirror, the uneasiness in her eyes finally gradually subsided.

Shen Fanyin looked at her from top to bottom for a while, and finally nodded with satisfaction: "Well, it's very good, it's the feeling I want."

Song Wen at this moment is like a budding peach blossom.

Song Wen hesitated a little and asked her softly, "What do you want to feel?"

"Breeze and new life."

Shen Fanyin replied.

Song Wen was stunned.

Breeze & ...... Freshman.

She, is that okay?

She could.

At the Imperial City Film Festival two days later, Song Wen wore this pink dress, stealing all the limelight from the participating stars and becoming the brightest star on the red carpet that day.

She was discovered by talent scouts to enter the entertainment industry because of her beauty, and now, in her twelfth year in the industry, she has swept the headlines of social platforms in various countries because of her beauty.

The praise was extraordinary for a while, and her film that won the queen laurel was re-screened again and won a lot of money at the box office.

Along with it, silk is further sought after, and its popularity is unprecedented.

Xingrui.

As soon as Nie Baoer came out of the studio, she heard the girls participating in the draft together chatting:

"Shen Fanyin is really amazing, Sister Song Wen can be so popular, and it has nothing to do with her dress!"

"Of course, don't forget, Zhou Yanran's most beautiful look was also made by her before......

"I came to Xingrui just for her, I have to work hard, sooner or later, one day, I will also wear a dress made by Shen Fanyin!"

Nie Bao'er was already unhappy, and she was even more depressed because of these words.

She irritably pushed the person in front of her away and walked quickly to the dormitory.

No one saw the angle, Nie Bao'er's eyes were full of hatred.

And Shen Fanyin, who was worried about her, didn't know anything about it, she was busy arguing with Luo Yu-