Unbreakable love bond

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The makeup artist, as well as other staff, were endlessly praising Yura's beauty. Because of her charming and energetic personality, Yura demanded everyone's attention. Whereas, in comparison, when not working, Nayeon was quiet and peaceful; she didn't like talking. This kind of introverted personality, especially when compared to Yura, made it easy for people to overlook her presence and beauty.

"Miss yura, since you are ready, please make your way into the studio to get your solo shoot taken first."

As well as the front cover shoot, there were also solo photos inside the magazine, so Yura entered the studio ahead of Nayeon. As she got up from her seat in front of the mirror, a provoking look went across her face accompanied by a confident aura - it was like she was sure she would win. This confidence definitely could not be found on Nayeon. As a result, based on a favorable impression, all the staff had faith in Yura more.

Inside the studio. The set was ready. Under the traditional wooden window stood an old table. Atop the table, sat a delicate blue and white porcelain vase and appearing out of the vase was a beautiful pink rose that had recently bloomed. Beside the table sat a Taishi chair; Yura's task was to sit on this chair and take a photo.

Upon seeing Yura enter the studio, the photographer was captivated by her look. All this Oriental beauty had to do was sit on the chair and she would be as beautiful as a painting. If she could utilize her skills to take it a step further, the Oriental Trend would definitely be ignited in the Western market.

"It's rumored this model is comparable to Hirai Momo," the photographer's assistant praised, "She must be very professional."

"I have high hopes." The tall handsome photographer reminded everyone to get in position before telling Yura, in a friendly manner, that the shoot would be about to start.

As Yura was very ambitious, she understood, apart from putting in extra effort for the shoot with Nayeon, she also could not treat this solo shoot casually.

"Let's take a few shots from the side," the photographer instructed Yura. With the help of the translator, Mo Yurou understood the photographer's expectations, so she immediately turned her body to one side. She then used her right arm to lean on the back of the chair and placed her left hand on her dress - revealing the left side of her refined face as she smiled seductively.

The photographer furrowed his brows - he was expecting an Oriental beauty, not an Oriental temptress...

The photographer captured a photo regardless. He thought maybe she hadn't gotten into the momentum yet, so he directed her to express the intellectual beauty of an Oriental woman by holding a traditional red basket. This time, Yura sat up straight; the angle was right, but...she had her head down...all the photographer could see was her wide forehead.

The photographer again took a few shots, his expression was unimpressed. How could this model be compared to Hirai Momo?

Worst of all, throughout the entire shoot, although Yura's personality stood out, she could only pull off one smile and one facial expression...

The photographer was silent, he just wanted to complete the job at hand. When the shoot was finally over, Yura was shameless enough to approach him and ask how she went.

The photographer didn't respond while his assistant turned to Yura, gave her a thumbs up and said, "Very good..."

Yura gave a proud smile. Underneath her refined appearance was a model with no self-awareness - it suddenly felt so easy to hate her.

"Pfft!" The photographer let out a sound of disgust behind her back before turning to his assistant and asked, "Is there still one more?" At this moment, Nayeon gently entered the studio. She started off by greeting the photographer politely.