Chapter 33: 33: Dinner
Chapter 33 33: The Dinner Party
"This is the first time I've seen you. Do you have any thoughts on your own image?" Vivienne is a well-known stylist in the capital, and there are so many actresses who come to her for styling.
"The overall image should be clean and tidy, and the rest can be played at will," probably because he has dealt with her in his previous life, and Jiang Yi still trusts Vivienne.
Vivian nodded: "Can the hair move?"
"Yes," Jiang Yi nodded.
"Then let me play? Are you sure?"
"Sure."
Whether other girls do hair or make-up, most of them are accompanied by their significant other. Now, it is Fang Chi.
Jiang Yi still had a strong contrast in his heart.
"Director, this cheongsam has been placed for a long time, and no one came to pick it up. Do we need to dispose of it?"
Vivian's hands fiddled with Jiang Yi's hair stopped, and when Jiang Yi looked at the cheongsam through the mirror, her whole body trembled.
"Choose cyan, the lotus will bloom in June, and the lotus will be embroidered on blue silk satin."
"Choose a stiffer material."
"What occasion do you wear it?"
"Second meeting with parents."
"Why is the second parent?"
"Because it's the second meeting? I want to be more grand, but not too dazzling."
All kinds of pictures played in her mind in circles.
More than a month ago, she stood here and raised her hand to let Vivienne measure the size, choose the fabric and pattern, and only then did she get the current cheongsam.
Now——this cheongsam has no owner.
Jiang Yi's heart seemed to have nothing to hold on to, and it was throbbing with pain.
The feeling that there were no scars on the surface, but the actual scars made it hard for her to breathe.
"Keep it! Someone will come to pick it up later, wrap it up and be careful."
The clerk listened, nodded, and left with the cheongsam.
And Jiang Yi's mind is full of the phrase someone is coming to pick it up, who?
Who will pick it up?
"How about the length?" Vivian looked at Jiang Yi through the mirror.
Jiang Yi looked at him and nodded.
"The 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 figure-shaped sweat modified her face to look better.
"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 now. They are very similar to Hong Kong stars. A little modification on the makeup will make you beautiful. Let's first to choose clothes."
When Jiang Yi followed Vivienne and came out from behind, Fang Chi didn't recognize her at first glance.
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?"
"I don't have anything I like in particular, you can choose it."
Vivienne looked around: "This one! A silk suspender dress, thick face, flat-chested people with a good figure can hold it."
Jiang Yien made a sound.
At 5:40, Jiang Yigang sat in front of the mirror.
The clerk at the door came over: "Director, a gentleman is here."
"Let him in."
Vivian talked to Jiang Yi and went to the door.
"coming?"
"kindness."
Vivian sighed: "The things are already packed, I'll ask someone to bring them to you."
Jiang Yi sat on a chair with his back to the two of them, feeling stiff all over.
Just one word of man can make her tremble all over.
"Thank you very much."
"How are you?"
"not bad."
Vivien wanted to care about the man in front of her, but this man, with his light look and expression, gave people the feeling of being rejected by others thousands of miles away.
Jiang Yi looked at him through the mirror.
The man seemed to feel her gaze, and turned to meet her.
He nodded lightly.
Just at this moment, Jiang Yi almost ran away.
She stared into his eyes, tears almost came out of her eyes.
But just like that, she held back her life.
"Sir, your clothes."
Jiang Yi took a deep breath while the man looked away.
Turning around, the man had already left the shop.
Take away the cyan hand-embroidered cheongsam.
How should Jiang Yi describe his mood at this time?
She didn't know, a thousand words were indescribable, it was an interest that was so sad that it was almost indescribable.
There are thousands of sad things in the world, and silence is the saddest.
Before she found out the truth of the matter, how dare she appear in front of everyone so easily?
Six o'clock sharp.
Fu Xiting appeared at the door of the studio, and the makeup brush in Vivian's hand just stopped.
Low-cut hair, bright red makeup, dark green silk v-neck suspender dress, not even a bra.
Dressed up in this way, a college student who has never left school is dressed up as a mature woman with a romantic charm.
Fu Xiting was shocked when he first saw it.
In these years, he didn't say that he has seen countless girls, but he can count them as thousands!
When the businessmen in the capital wanted something from themselves, what peerless beauties didn’t they send?
What kind of bold and unrestrained type, compact type, exquisite and clear type-there are all kinds.
But those women have only one taste.
Jiang Yi's body is mixed with maturity that shouldn't belong to her age group.
It makes people want to get rid of her to find out.
Before meeting Jiang Yi, Fu Xiting knew that her appearance would not be bad.
The children born of the school belle and the school grass, no matter how bad they are, can still rely on their appearance to make a living.
Furthermore, there is Jiang Chuan, his elder brother, sitting in charge.
Fu Xiting put back the shock and surprise in his eyes.
"A student who has not graduated, will he be too mature?"
Vivian was helping Jiang Yi tidy up her skirt, she couldn't hold back when she heard Fu Xiting's words: "The marriage is fixed, do you still care about whether you are mature or not?"
Jiang Yi couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Tonight's charity dinner is organized by the political circles. The whole event starts with an auction, and the second round is a reception. I need Ms. Jiang to help me take a picture of something."
Fu Xiting handed her the information in his hand while talking.
Jiang Yi turned it over, and when she saw the emerald on it, she was stunned—this is——.
"This emerald is something Lin Qinghe, head of the translation department, raised for donations. I need you to help me take a picture of it."
"Can I ask why?"
Jiang was curious.
Fu Xiting smiled lightly: "The reason why Miss Jiang asked so tactfully is that she knows that I won't tell you?"
Jiang Yi: .
Also, for people like Fu Xiting, there is no absolute principle in doing things.
Needing her fiancée who has no name and no status to come forward to take pictures, it proves that this thing cannot pass through his hands, or in other words, it is not easy for him to come forward.
And myself, became her pawn.
How pathetic!
"What's the price?" Jiang Yi asked.
"It doesn't matter, I don't care about money if I want to get it."
Fu Xiting is a shopping mall chaebol, his country is built up of money, it seems normal to be able to say this.
Jiang Yi closed the folder in his hand and looked at Fu Xiting: "Is there any benefit for me to help Mr. Fu?"
(end of this chapter)