Mr. Fu's little ancestor was reborn

Chapter 33 33: Dinner Party

"This is the first time we've met, do you have any thoughts on your own image?" Vivian is a well-known stylist in the capital, so many actresses have traveled thousands of miles to come to her for styling.

"The overall image should be clean and tidy, and the rest can be used as you like." Probably because they had dealt with her in the previous life, Jiang Yi still trusted Vivian.

Vivian nodded: "Can the hair be moved?"

"Okay," Jiang Yi nodded.

"Then just let me do whatever you want? Are you sure?"

"Sure."

Most other girls, whether they have their hair done or beautified, are accompanied by their significant other, but now, it was Fang Chi.

There is still a strong contrast in Jiang Yi's heart.

"Director, this cheongsam has been there for a long time and no one has come to pick it up. Do we need to get rid of it?"

Vivian's hand playing with Jiang Yi's hair stopped, and when Jiang Yi looked at the cheongsam through the mirror, his whole body trembled.

"Choose cyan, the lotus will bloom in June, so embroider the lotus on blue silk satin."

"Choose stiffer materials."

"What occasion are you wearing it for?"

"Second meeting with the parents."

"Why the second meeting with parents?"

"Because - this is the second time we meet? I want to be more grand, but not too dazzling."

Various images played over and over in her mind.

More than a month ago, she stood here raising her hands to let Vivian measure the size, choose the fabric and pattern, and then she got the cheongsam she has now.

Now————this cheongsam has no owner.

Jiang Yi's heart seemed to be holding on to nothing, and it ached in waves.

The feeling of having no scars on the surface but actually being scarred made it difficult for her to breathe.

"Keep it! Someone will pick it up later, wrap it up, and be careful."

The clerk listened, nodded, took the cheongsam and left.

And all Jiang Yi could think about was the sentence "Someone is coming to get it, who?"

Who will pick it up?

"How about this length?" Vivian looked at Jiang Yi through the mirror.

Jiang Yi met his eyes and nodded.

"That cheongsam just now is very beautiful."

Vivian was silent for a while, with some pain in her eyes: "Its owner is more beautiful."

The conversation between the two stopped abruptly.

Jiang Yi didn't say anything.

At 5:30, her straight hair turned into long wavy hair, and her face was made more beautiful by the sweating in the figure.

"Miss Jiang's facial features are gorgeous if you look closely. Your facial features should be the kind of thick-faced beauties that are popular nowadays, very similar to Hong Kong stars. If you modify your makeup a little, you will look beautiful. Let's start with

Go choose clothes."

When Jiang Yi followed Vivian out from behind, Fang Chi didn't recognize him at first sight.

It wasn't until Jiang Yi went to the second floor that he realized that the person was Jiang Yi.

"What type of clothes do you usually like?"

"There's nothing I particularly like. You can choose."

Vivian looked around and said, "This is it! Only those with strong faces, flat chests and good figures can hold this silk suspender dress."

Jiang Yien said.

At five forty, Jiang Yigang sat in front of the mirror.

The clerk at the door came over: "Director, a gentleman is here."

"Let him in."

Vivian told Jiang Yi and went to the door.

"coming?"

"kindness."

Vivian sighed: "The things have been wrapped, I'll have someone bring them to you."

Jiang Yi sat on the chair with his back to the two of them, feeling stiff all over.

Just one word from a man can make her whole body tremble.

"Thank you very much."

"How are you?"

"not bad."

Vivian wanted to care about the man in front of her, but this man's bland look and expression gave people the feeling of being repulsed thousands of miles away.

Jiang Yi looked at him through the mirror.

The man seemed to feel her gaze and looked sideways to meet her.

He nodded slightly.

In just this moment, Jiang Yi almost ran away.

She stared at him, tears almost bursting from her eyes.

But just like that, she endured it.

"Sir, your clothes."

Jiang Yi took a deep breath when the man looked away.

When I turned around, the man had already left the store.

I took away the cyan hand-embroidered cheongsam.

How should Jiang Yi describe his mood at this time?

She didn't know that it was hard to describe in a thousand words. It was an interest that was so sad that it was almost indescribable.

There are thousands of sorrows in the world, and silence is the saddest.

How dare she appear in front of everyone without knowing the truth of the matter?

Six o'clock sharp.

Fu Xiting appeared at the door of the studio, and the makeup brush in Vivian's hand just stopped.

Low bun hair, red makeup, dark green silk v-neck suspender dress, not even a bra.

Dressed like this, a college student who has never left school is transformed into a mature woman with a romantic charm.

Fu Xiting was shocked at first glance.

Over the years, he has had thousands of women, not just countless women!

When the businessmen in the capital asked for something from them, what kind of stunning beauty hadn't been given to them?

Whether it's unrestrained, compact, or exquisite, it's all there.

But those women all have only one taste.

Jiang Yi's body had a hint of youthfulness mixed with a maturity that shouldn't belong to her age group.

It makes people want to uncover her and find out what's going on.

Before seeing Jiang Yi, Fu Xiting knew that she looked good.

No matter how bad the children born from school beauties and school idols are, they can still rely on their looks to make a living.

Furthermore, Jiang Chuan, his brother, is in charge.

Fu Xiting put back the shock and surprise in his eyes.

"Would an ungraduated student be too mature?"

Vivian was helping Jiang Yi adjust her skirt. When she heard Fu Xiting's words, she couldn't help but said, "You've already decided to get married, but you still care about whether it's mature or not?"

Jiang Yi couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Tonight's charity dinner is organized by the political circles. It starts with an auction. The second round is a cocktail party. I need Miss Jiang to help me take a photo of something."

Fu Xiting said as he handed her the information in his hand.

Jiang Yi turned over the page, and when she saw the emerald on it, she was stunned——This is——————.

"This emerald was donated by Lin Qinghe, the director of the Translation Department. I need you to help me take a picture of it."

"Can I ask why?"

Jiang Yi was curious.

Fu Xiting smiled lightly: "The reason why Miss Jiang asked so tactfully was because she knew I would not tell you?"

Jiang Yi:.

Also, people like Fu Xiting have no absolute principles in doing things.

The fact that she needs a well-known fiancée to come forward to take the photo proves that this thing cannot pass through his hands, or that it is difficult for him to come forward.

And he became her pawn.

How sad!

"What about the price?" Jiang Yi asked.

"It doesn't matter. If I want to get it, I don't care about money."

Fu Xiting is a shopping mall tycoon, and his fortune is built on money. It seems normal for him to say this.

Jiang Yi closed the folder in his hand and looked at Fu Xiting: "What's the benefit of me helping Mr. Fu?"

(End of chapter)