Vania's POV
Grace looked at me with a mischievous smile on her face, her eyes filled with cunning.
I subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and it felt like a little deer was running wild in my heart. The sensation was simply too intense.
But I am married now after all...
"It's so boring just watching like this," Grace said, while enthusiastically waving her hand to call over those few call boys.
In the blink of an eye, the call boys sat beside her and me respectively.
"Angel, you looked so beautiful," a young and handsome male model suddenly approached me and softly spoke.
His voice was like a gentle breeze that blew into my ears.
I never expected him to suddenly say that, and my face instantly felt like it was on fire.
I have never been called an angel in my entire life!
