It was the closest he had come to her in four years, and she could find him just by going out and going to the hospital, but her legs were as if they had been filled with lead, and she didn't dare to take a step.

She took out the small mirror she had with her from her bag and looked at her face, which was a tired face, without a bit of makeup, and bloodshot eyes.

“……”

How can she, a ghost with virtue, see the power of the shore, no, absolutely not.

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"So you rushed back from home without sleep, ran to the hospital, but didn't go to see the wrong life? Anxia, can you be a little more promising? ”

In Xia Mao's personal image design studio, Xue Mao was holding a lipstick, so excited that he even painted the color crookedly and applied it directly to his face.

An Xia stood in front of the makeup mirror, rubbing her face with her hands, "Look at how bad my spirit is, my eyes are bloodshot, and I can't just dress casually and sloppily to see him......"

I haven't seen you for four years, and you should always make a good impression on the first side.

Xue Mao wiped her lipstick with a tissue, and looked at An Xia looking in the mirror with a disgusted face, very speechless, "Are you going to smash our signboard when you say this?" Please, you're just doing image design, how can you be sloppy. ”

Anxia has her unique conditions in this regard, she has been accustomed to the taste of high society since she was a child, and she has also imperceptibly changed it, so that it is easy to match clothes and makeup with people.

"Really?" An Xia was still not confident, "Xue Mao, have I changed a lot?" Am I not as beautiful as I was four years ago? Will Quan Kian be scared to see me? ”

“……”

Xue Mao is going crazy, "Miss An, you are the most beautiful, you are the sexiest, and you are the most charming...... Don't worry about that, hurry up and go to Gongishi. ”

“…… Otherwise, I'd better get some sleep and wait until my eyes aren't so red. Anxia flinched.

What should I do if she scared Quan An away directly?

"You're stupid, you will only feel distressed when you appear like this, four years ago he said that he hated you before leaving, seeing you like this, you can guess that you have been living in repentance for the past four years, he is distressed, then all the hatred has disappeared, isn't it?" Xue Mao said.

Hearing this, An Xia straightened up and looked at Xue Mao in agreement, "Seeing me like this, he will really feel distressed?" ”

It's been four years, and she doesn't dare to guess Quan An.

"A must."

Xue Mao nodded vigorously, desperately cheering her on.

"Okay, then I'll go again!" An Xia gritted her teeth, turned around and walked out, stretched out her hand to pull the doorknob, still panicked in her heart, she turned her head, and Xue Mao made a cheering gesture at her.

OK。

She could.

No matter what Kwon An's reaction to her is, saying sorry is a must, she has waited four years and can't back down at this time.

An Xia took a deep breath, pushed the door and went out, and saw a luxury brand-name private car parked outside, and a middle-aged woman dressed in fancy clothes stood there proudly, took off her sunglasses, and looked at her with a displeased face, "The designer of Anda is really getting busier and busier, and even my appointment has been postponed ......"

"Mrs. Xing, you're here."

Anxia smiled.

"Yo, Mrs. Xing, please, I invited the best designer in our store for you." Hearing this, Xue Mao immediately came out from inside, and as she spoke, she glanced at An Xia and motioned for her to leave quickly.

"I'll recognize Designer An, I'm here today to give you Anxia another face, if you still want me to wait or change people, then I won't come to your studio again."