Chapter 90: Only
Since you want to broadcast live, you naturally have to wear heavy makeup.
Jiang Sui originally wanted to be perfunctory, but was interrupted by Zhang Mengdie: "Those black fans just want to see your unsatisfactory appearance, maybe your peers have opened a trumpet to see you, to see how unsatisfactory you are, you are now clear soup and little water, don't you just respond to their way?" β
In this circle, the most laughing poor is not smiling at prostitutes.
But Jiang Sui sat in front of the dressing table, but her hands and feet were dull for a long time, she hadn't dressed herself for a long time, and she rarely even looked in the mirror, let alone like a goblin in a nightclub like before.
Now she is particularly boring.
It's boring and unrefreshing.
If the men who had fished in the past saw it, they would have thought that Jiang Sui had been sucked dry, and even his cheeks were sunken, and he already had thin arms and legs, thinking that he was more like a skeleton.
Zhang Mengdie sighed, fortunately, Jiang Sui has breasts, not a fat type, so he is also thin.
It also seems that the waist is thinner, and the crotch just pushes the skirt, and the figure, although it is thin, the curve is still fascinated.
That's the cost.
It's just that the cosmetics that originally wanted to be shadowed to show a small face are not needed.
Zhang Mengdie looked at her stunned and sighed, the original appearance of Jiang Sui's little goblin, although he was jealous, was still better than the current walking corpse.
She misses Jiang Sui a little bit in the past.
Zhang Mengdie slapped her hand and said in a muffled voice, "I'll give you makeup, don't move!" β
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Royal View Bay.
Dora is locked up in her bedroom and never sees the light of day.
The faint light came in through the crack in the window, shining on the mirror, and countless rays were shot, illuminating the whole bedroom as if it were day, this was Pei Zhi's original design.
You don't need a light to make Dora see her face clearly.
Pei Zhi is very "good" to her, she is fed three meals a day, and can even sleep in Dijing Bay, which is worth tens of millions.
After all, depending on men, what kind of men are also relied upon.
How many juniors can't even get their capital back, and they have to post it upside down to gamble money for their mistress, and after losing a mess, they know that they took the wrong direction with their first kick.
There are thousands of despicable kinds of love in this world.
Not everyone can live in a mansion with a man, although this is ugly, it does not prevent everyone from wanting to achieve "success" without work.
Dora has even seen a lot of cowherds and lives in Royal View Bay.
The people who are dressed up are oily and powdery, and their appearance is not decent, and the men and women here all look the same, and they have become lowly in order to please them.
What they care about most is their face, and what they don't want to lose the most is their youth.
And all of these, Dora lost.
She may be the only one in Dijing Bay who is different, the only woman who doesn't live in by her looks.
Sometimes, Dora feels ridiculously stupid.
She really thought that she could get into Pei Zhi's eyes, just like the man she once played, Pei Zhi was just two legs, she had experience, at least she would not "return in vain".
Money or people, she always has to take the same.
How naΓ―ve.
Doro tugged at her lips and leaned against the mirror with her eyes closed, the cold touch came, but she didn't feel stinging.
I'm used to it.
Every day when I opened it, it was the disgusting face, although there was no expression, the lips were horribly ripped open, hanging down the chin, like a man-made puppet.
Pei Zhi didn't use a single soldier, he just let her go to those third-rate hospitals, invite those third-rate doctors, and do those third-rate surgeries.
He didn't do it, but it was more frightening than his hands.
When Dora opened her eyes, there was silence all around her, but the bedroom door lock suddenly moved, and she quickly curled up and buried her head in her knees.
The door opened.
Pei Zhi walked in, he walked very slowly, the sound of leather shoes brushing the floor, Dora was very familiar, he was like this in the past, Sven was abstinent, sometimes he walked up to her, and would use his wet fingers to brush away her broken hair.
The movements are gentle, the eyes are affectionate, and they bewitch her again and again to replace that face.
In retrospect, it's ironic.
After Pei Zhi walked in, he caught a glimpse of Dora who was shrinking in the corner, he didn't have any pity, and after standing in front of her, he reached out and threw a bright screen mobile phone.
Dora trembled and asked in a dumb voice, "Aren't you afraid, I'll tell others?" β
Pei Zhi's expression was indifferent and indifferent, and his drooping eyelids did not even dye a trace of red.
Unusually cold and unforgiving.
Dora looked at the leather shoes on the ground, the trousers were neat, there were no wrinkles, and the sense of luxury was facing the pressure, she loved such an elite character in the past, and there was a feeling of being in high society.
The more people lack something, the more they want to get closer to something. Dora used to be dazzled in Vanity Fair, and she just wanted to break in and overwhelm her peers who looked down on her.
Even if it has fallen to the point where it is now, she is still updating her circle of friends.
If she can't take a selfie, she will photograph the wine cellar, the cabinets of famous watches, and the valuable collections, everything soaked in the smell of copper.
Speaking of which, Pei Zhi didn't trap Dora at all, the door was not locked, she could come and go freely, but she didn't want to go out, and she was willing to be a waste in Dijing Bay.
Because she needs to create a golden living situation.
And Pei Zhi never refused.
He would hire a five-star chef for her just for an afternoon tea, and the moment she finished taking the photo, all the delicacies were dumped into the trash.
Dora has already gone mad.
She lives by the likes and comments in her circle of friends, as long as her peers see these red eyes that will be jealous, she doesn't care that she can only swallow rice bran leftovers.
Her worldview has long been overturned.
It has become an illusory, a "beautiful" dream that can be easily punctured.
Dora opened her lips and laboriously spat out a few words, "What do you want me to do?" β
Pei Zhi finally spoke, his voice was cold, "Click on that live broadcast software." β
Tonight's live broadcast was created by Pei Zhi, and all the accounts that joined the live broadcast were all the water army numbers he bought, with only one purpose, that is, to please Jiang Sui.
To this end, Pei Zhi can personally build a Garden of Eden.
There won't be any words insulting Jiang Sui here, not a word.
Yes, there is only a virtual account controlled by him. For example, now, he logged into the backstage and watched Jiang Sui wearing the clothes and jewelry he sent, facing the camera, and only smiling at him.
She could only smile at him.
Pei Zhi turned his tail ring and leaned back on the sofa, his eyes blazing to the point of madness.