Chapter 8: The President's Private Domain

Since she came to Tianchang City, the imperial capital three years ago, Mu Luoshi taught her the "most popular" makeup skills at the moment, so the beautiful Mu Ningfu was tossed by them and became a monster that everyone avoided.

Mu Qian, who returned, frowned rather unhappily and asked his eldest daughter, "What are you doing like this?" ”

"It was Aunt Ye who asked me to go with me...... Mu Ningfu said indifferently, "If Dad doesn't agree, I can not go." ”

Ye Zhilan hurriedly said, "Okay, let's take you with us, just don't embarrass the Mu family!" ”

Mu Luo pressed her eyelids and glanced at the ugly and scary Mu Ningfu coldly, it seems that yesterday her cleverness was just a momentary pause, and the ugly girl is always stupid.

"You sit in the back of a car and sit with the secretary." Mu Qian has always disliked this ugly mountain village daughter, and only likes the sweet and well-behaved doll Mu Luoshi.

Mu Ningfu sat in a car behind her, and looked coldly at Mu Luoshi, who took out the cheating test paper and recited it at the end.

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The car drove to the summer palace, Mu Qian took Yeats Lan into the cocktail party, and Mu Ningfu bowed her head and followed behind Mu Luoshi, and coincidentally, she met Yan Shanshan and a group of famous ladies.

Yan Shanshan, who has short hair and is neutral, is wearing Jennifer today. Lawrence attended the same lake green dinner dress at the Oscars, and kept showing off, "This is my sister, when actress Yan Nuannuan visited North America, VR connected to me and measured the size of the tailor-made ......"

Yan Shanshan's words attracted the envy of the famous ladies, "Shanshan, you have a good figure, you are beautiful in everything!" ”

Mu Luoshi approached, also a hypocritical compliment, and then asked about Yan Nuannuan's injury, "I heard that the eldest cousin had an accident last night, and it was okay to be smashed on the head, right?" ”

"Don't worry, it's fine!"

Hearing that Yan Nuannuan was fine, Mu Luoshi was quite disappointed, she wished that Yan Nuannuan would be smashed into a vegetative state.

Yan Shanshan glanced at Mu Luoshi, and her eyes lit up suddenly.

"Oops, Luoshi is holding a Tiffany out-of-print "Starry Bright" tote bag......"

Yan Shanshan praised it with envy, and then "accidentally" found Mu Ningfu wearing a chemical fiber performance costume and a hideous makeup on her face.

"Oh, rare guest......." Yan Shanshan raised her voice and shouted, attracting the famous ladies to look at Mu Ningfu and laugh at her, "Hehe, tonight the summer palace has recruited a stage to sing Peking Opera?" ”

"Hahaha, Mu Ningfu, what are you playing this time? Is Zhou Ren going back to his home? Hahaha......"

A group of famous ladies surrounded Mu Ningfu and kept ridiculing, until a counselor from the translation bureau came down the steps and said to them, "Ladies and gentlemen, get ready, the selection of the second Burmese interpreter accompanying the president is about to begin!" ”

The beauties dressed up in loose birds, walked up the steps with their skirts, and walked to the translation hall of the Foreign Affairs Department.

Mu Ningfu opened the tattered schoolbag behind her and walked in another direction.

Inside was a full set of Anna Sue makeup, a golden-brown slanted evening dress, and a pair of jeweled sandalsβ€”all of which had been turned out of her closet when she went downstairs.

As long as he followed Mu Qian into the summer palace, everything was under his control.

Before her death, Lingfu had visited the Far East as a princess of southern Burma, met the old president, and was almost familiar with the path, so she quickly changed her clothes.

In the splendid dressing room, looking at herself in the mirror, Mu Ningfu smiled with satisfaction.

didn't wear perfume, she was very surprised, the charming agarwood on Lingfu's body actually followed her soul to the Far East, and what she wore with her soul was her noble and elegant temperament as a princess.

Mu Ningfu also unexpectedly discovered that her current appearance is also somewhat similar to Lingfu - hehe, is it a psychological effect?

Mu Ningfu finally took out the lipstick and applied a layer of concubine blood red to her lips.

Everything she is doing now is for revenge.

I must get the opportunity to accompany the Burmese translator this time, and then, at my own funeral, solve Ye Yao and Rui Qian with my own hands!

Mu Ningfu showed a breathtaking smile towards the mirror and walked out of the bathroom.

When she went out and turned right, she didn't know that she was getting farther and farther away from the translation hall.

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The corridor of the Gilding Pavilion of the Summer Palace is empty at the moment, wearing jeweled sandals, a golden-brown slanted evening dress, and a foreign pagoda bun, the 18-year-old girl exudes a rare and rare South Asian style, and interprets the vivid fragrance.

Mu Ningfu obviously took the wrong path, and she was confused for a while, but she couldn't find anyone to ask, how did she know that she had entered the presidential territory.