"Yuhan, do you know? Look at yourself, which is still that gentle and lovely little girl, now you are like a thorn covered in sharp thorns, whoever wants to get close to you can be bruised all over your body. ”

Looking at Liu Yuhan, who was full of melancholy, Lai Ting had to tell the truth, although these words were a little ugly, she still had to say them.

Liu Yuhan lowered his head, and a trace of strangeness flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. She lifted her head slightly, trying to make herself appear as relaxed and happy.

"Lai Ting, I'm fine, I know that you and Qianqian have been worried about my affairs during this time, don't worry, it won't be in the future, I will take care of my own affairs." ”

Seeing Liu Yuhan trying to pretend that nothing happened, Lai Ting shook her head impatiently, it was really the first time she had seen Liu Yuhan like this. Compared with the gentle, calm, and virtuous in the past, Liu Yuhan at this time is a little bit sharp.

"Okay, Yuhan, I can't talk about you, but don't forget, no matter what, you still have me and Qianqian by your side, don't fight anything alone, you know?"

Liu Yuhan nodded, a wry smile squeezed out of her pale face, took Lai Ting's hand, and she whispered: "Thank you, everything will pass." ”

Lai Ting touched her hand with her backhand, her eyes drifted out of the window, the thick curtain had just opened a corner, and Lu Ziqi was standing in the cold wind, still not wanting to leave.

"So what now? Why don't you ask him to come up and sit down for a while to warm up? You see he wears so little, he stands for hours at a time, and his body will not be able to stand it if this continues. ”

Liu Yuhan shook his head, got up and walked towards the kitchen, with an indifferent look, as if he had never known the person outside.

"Lai Ting, call Qianqian and ask her if she will come back for dinner, I am going to start making dinner. ”

Lai Ting swallowed her saliva involuntarily, looking at Liu Yuhan who was pretending to be nothing, she couldn't help but shiver in her heart, this woman was cold, it was really colder than a thousand years of ice.

She glanced downstairs with great sympathy, and Lu Ziqi stood there motionless like a sculpture. Maybe it was his own extraordinary temperament, or maybe the people in the community were too curious, and the people who walked by him all looked at him with puzzled looks.

But Lu Ziqi was unmoved, still motionless, with his hands in his pockets, staring at their window.

Lai Ting sighed deeply, it seems that she still has to discuss it with Qianqian.

Song Qianqian was taken to a large shopping mall by Lu Zihao as soon as he got off work, and found a special image designer to design her image, and selected clothes and shoes.

Looking at the makeup artist who was standing next to her to do her hair, Song Qianqian suddenly remembered that when she pretended to be Lu Zihao's girlfriend a few months ago, she was also so fanfare.

However, don't really say it, this face and hair do look a lot better after being poured out by others.

"Miss Song, you don't usually wear much makeup, do you?"

The makeup artist looked at her pink, palpable collagen. She has a good foundation, just put on a foundation and an eyeshadow is OK.

Song Qianqian nodded, a person like her who would rather sleep a little longer than get up early to put on makeup. How can I have the time and energy to turn my face upside down. At most, sometimes Lai Ting couldn't stand it anymore, so she pressed her on the sofa and put on a mask.

"Is my skin not so good?"

Song Qianqian asked cautiously, is it bad skin without makeup?

"How so? Your skin is really good, white and tender, with a face full of collagen. Your skin foundation is very good, so let's just wear light makeup. ”

The makeup artist looked at her from the mirror with a grin and whispered softly.

Hearing her say this, Song Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief and was scared to death, listening to her question just now, did you think there was something bad?

"Miss Song, how about we tie our hair back casually, not old-fashioned and a little playful? I heard Mr. Lu say that you are going to attend the company's annual dinner, so you don't have to be too formal. ”

The makeup artist asked Song Qianqian's opinion, she must serve Miss Song well, just now Mr. Lu sent someone to give her a red envelope, which is almost catching up with her salary this year.

Such a rich man, she still wants repeat customers!

Song Qianqian didn't understand this aspect at all, a layer of blush appeared on her face, and she was a little embarrassed: "That...... I don't know anything about this, so as long as you think it's appropriate, just do it according to your ideas, since Zihao chose to let you be my designer, then he must be very relieved about your craftsmanship, so you can rest assured to do it boldly. ”

The makeup artist listened to Song Qianqian's encouragement, and soon made a big move, and after a while, Song Qianqian completely changed under her hands.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Song Qianqian couldn't help but let out an exclamation, is this beautiful woman her?

Curved eyebrows, smiling eyes, a tall nose, red lips. The fair and pink face is a little blush, which makes her more playful and cute.

Her jet-black hair was pulled back at the back of her head, and a few strands of hair hanging down casually set off her neck to be more slender and fair.

Her dark eyes were tender like water, and she was a little shy when she looked at herself in the mirror.

She is used to seeing her clear soup and little water, and she is really not used to it so violently.

"Oh my God, is this still me? You're so good at makeup that I almost don't recognize myself. It's no wonder that women like to wear makeup, and there is a big difference between me before and after makeup. ”

Song Qianqian's face was surprised, and he didn't know where to put his little hands.

The makeup artist looked at her surprised appearance and laughed: "Miss Song, it's not that my skills are good, but that you are beautiful, put on a little light makeup, you are already beautiful, don't want it." ”

"Really? Looks like I'm really going to have to dress up a little bit more in the future. ”

For a while, the whole dressing room was full of laughter.

Lu Zihao, who was sitting on the sofa outside, was looking at the news on his mobile phone, and when he heard the laughter coming from inside, he was stunned at first, and then the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

Listening to the voice inside, Song Qianqian must be very satisfied.

Lu Zihao raised his eyebrows, looking comfortable. He took a sip of the coffee on the table, his eyes falling on the black box on the table.

He waved to the waiter next to him, pointed to the box and said, "Send this to Miss Song, she will use it later." ”

The waiter hurriedly agreed, and walked towards the dressing room with the box in both hands.

When the waiter handed the box to Song Qianqian's hand, Song Qianqian looked puzzled, looking at this exquisite box, she had a sense of déjà vu.

She seemed to have seen the box somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

"Miss Song, Mr. Lu asked me to give this to you. ”

Maybe she was still confused, and the waiter hurriedly explained.

Song Qianqian nodded and gently opened the box in his hand.

"Wow...... What a beautiful bracelet!"

The makeup artist and waiter were amazed again and again, looking at Song Qianqian's face with envy: "Miss Song, Mr. Lu is so good to you, even the jewelry you want to wear later, I don't see it, Mr. Lu is still a very careful person." ”

Song Qianqian lowered her head and chuckled, looking at the bracelet in her hand, her heart was indescribably excited and happy.

No wonder she was so familiar with this box just now, wasn't this bracelet given to her by Grandma Lu when she pretended to be Lu Zihao's girlfriend, but she didn't ask for it at the time. Who would have thought that after so long, this bracelet would be back in her hand.

She clearly remembered Grandma Lu's words, and also knew the meaning of this bracelet, it was an heirloom of the Lu family, and it was also left by Grandma Lu to her granddaughter-in-law.

Now that Lu Zihao gave it to her, does it mean anything else?

While she was pondering on this bracelet, Lu Zihao knocked on the door and walked in, he was really anxious waiting outside, so he could only come in to see if Song Qianqian's side was ready.

"Mr. Lu, you're here, take a look, is Miss Song very beautiful today?"

The makeup artist hurriedly stood aside to leave enough space for Lu Zihao.

Lu Zihao looked at Song Qianqian, who was facing away from him, and a low magnetic voice came out of his mouth gently: "Qianqian, turn around." ”

Song Qianqian put her hands on her chest and stirred back and forth uneasily, stunned for a while, before slowly turning around under the urging of the makeup artist, she raised her head to meet Lu Zihao's gaze, and the tension in her palms was oozing with a trace of sweat.

"Zihao, are you in a hurry?"

"No, time is still in a hurry. ”

After half a sound, Lu Zihao replied out loud, looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, he was reluctant to blink his eyes.

"Mr. Lu, is Miss Song very beautiful today?"

The makeup artist put his hands on his chest and looked intoxicated. It's her masterpiece, and I wish he could be satisfied.

Lu Zihao nodded, his eyes looked straight at Song Qianqian, who was a little shy: "Beautiful, indeed beautiful." ”

"Yes, I'll just say, Miss Song is good-looking, put on a little light makeup, and she is already beautiful. ”

Lu Zihao and Song Qianqian looked at each other deeply like this, until the makeup artist realized how redundant she was at this time, and she hurriedly retreated softly.

At this time, even a fly is redundant in this powder room.

Lu Zihao walked slowly towards Song Qianqian, and just when the bridges of the noses of the two people were about to lean together, he stopped and looked at her affectionately.

She is indeed beautiful today, even more beautiful than the last time she pretended to be his girlfriend.

If she didn't look carefully on her face, she couldn't see the slightest trace of makeup, her fair and pink face, her willowy eyebrows, her long eyelashes and big eyes, and her delicate red lips, as if she was telling him something.