The Studious Goddess Is Not To Be Provoked

It took Xia Weian a day to take Zhou Sihua to buy beautiful clothes and jewelry, take her skin care for styling, and hired a very good makeup artist to give her a beautiful makeup.

When everything was ready and she walked to the floor-to-ceiling mirror, she was stunned by herself in front of her eyes!

Although her previous appearance was not unkempt, but because of the nature of her work, she almost never wore makeup. She wore a ponytail all the year round and dressed plainly. She never thought that one day she would be able to wear such beautiful clothes, such beautiful jewelry and such beautiful makeup.

The person in the mirror did not look like himself, Zhou Sihua opened his mouth wide in shock, unable to recover for a long time.

"Do you look good in the mirror? Do you want to be so beautiful every day in the future, and then walk on the street confidently, hold your head high, and look at people generously?"

Xia Weian looked at the delicate and charming Zhou Sihua in the mirror with satisfaction, and asked with a smile.

Zhou Sihua nodded, that was something she dreamed of doing. She was born with low self-esteem, but she longed to become a confident person.

"Walk."

Xia Wei'an led her to the most prosperous part of the imperial capital. At this time, there were many cars and people, and it was very lively. She asked her to stand in the middle of the crowd and walk to the end of the street in her most confident state.

Zhou Sihua didn't dare, she was afraid that others would look at her strangely, and even refused to let Xia Weian leave, but Xia Weian still ran away nimbly. Zhou Sihua never went to the streets, especially in places like this where there are so many people. She felt inferior to her bones, and even if she had to go to the streets, she would always walk in a corner where no one was paying attention.

Xia Weian had run to the end of the street at some point, Zhou Sihua looked at her through the crowd, not daring to take a step.

"This young lady is so beautiful, let's go, let's take a photo with her."

Two junior high school students on the side sighed and ran forward to ask for a group photo. Zhou Sihua nodded flattered, and took a photo with a smile. Following this group photo, more and more people paid attention to her on the street. She was at a loss from the very beginning. After slowly accepting it, and finally becoming calm, she realized that others would not look down on her, but admired her. She began to slowly become confident, took a deep breath, and took a step towards Xia Wei'an at the end of the street.

Her steps have changed from stiff to proficient at the beginning, and her temperament has also completed the transformation from low self-esteem to self-confidence. When she walked through the vast crowd and walked in front of Xia Weian with her head held high, her eyes were already moist.

"You are very beautiful with confidence, Sihua, take this manuscript and go upstairs to sign up. What is waiting for you in front of you is the glorious road of your life, come on!"

"come on!"

Zhou Sihua imitated Xia Weian's movements and made a cheering gesture, then went upstairs to sign up for the competition.

Xia Wei'an saw that she was a little more confident, so she didn't follow her. The big stone in her heart finally fell to the ground, and the strings that had been tense for several days were finally loosened.

Thinking that it was close to Di Xingchen's company, he bought some snacks and planned to have an afternoon tea with him in the office.

As soon as she arrived at the door of the office, a woman in overalls came out. She was a bit tall, with her head slightly lowered. Xia Wei'an felt strange after just one glance, but when she looked up, she realized that it was Qin Shanshan.

"sister in law."

Seeing Xia Wei'an, her eyes lit up, and she took Xia Wei'an's arm affectionately and familiarly, and said with a smile: "I wanted to find you a long time ago, but I thought you must be very busy when you just took over the company, so then Thinking of going another day."

Xia Wei'an doesn't like this kind of familiarity, but thinking that she has a good heart, she endured the discomfort, became polite with her, pushed the bag in her hand forward, and said, "Do you want milk tea?"