"These legs, they were once the most expensive legs in the world," Sister Mu noticed Su Ziceng sizing her up, she lifted the muscles on her legs with her hands, "I've been neglecting them lately, they're starting to slack. There was a time when I'd apply essential oils and perform all kinds of massages on them every day."
"Sister Mu, you used to be a?" Su Ziceng couldn't help but interject.
"A model, the kind on the T-stage," Sister Mu began to smile, her eyes brimming with fond memories of the past, "Every designer hoped I would interpret their clothing. Even the older generations in my family who were against me had to admit that I was successful."
Sister Mu, also known as New, possessed the perfect figure that all women in the world envied. She rarely smiled, but when moved, she could capture all the attention. Her and the designer's sketches, they were the perfect partners.
