Zhao Zhouhan gave her a vaccination, but Chi Xiaoye did not take his advice to heart at first, and just listened to it.

It was not until later that she knew the profound meaning of those words.

It is still some distance away from the official start of the dinner. The hotel's VIP room is still busy decorating, and Zhao Zhouhan took Chi Xiaoye straight to the 20th floor.

In the top suite upstairs, the styling team had been waiting for a long time. The dignified dresses, various styles and colors were arranged in order, and two rows of hangers were placed there for her to choose from; the expensive and exquisite jewelry, diamonds, jewelry, and crystals were laid out on the bed; and the makeup, foundation, eyeshadow, blush, lipstick, highlights, and all the brushes of all sizes, which she could name and she couldn't name, were spread out and placed there.

Everything is ready, just waiting for the hostess to arrive.

As soon as Chi Xiaoye walked in, she was stunned. She was confused throughout the whole process. She was fiddled with and fiddled with like a puppet.

To be honest, she lived a rough life since she was a child. She was raised by her grandfather, so she could not teach her these things. Her cousins ​​didn’t like her since she was a child. The friends who grew up with her are all boys, and her roommates were all plain-faced Chinese paper when she went to college. She knew nothing about makeup and dressing up.

Zhao Zhouhan helped her make a decision from beginning to end.

"Don't pan the head, spread it a little, shorten it, and a little above the shoulder. Don't touch the shoulder, just the length that can be tied up."

"Don't have pure white clothes. It's taboo for the old man to celebrate his birthday. That red dress is dignified."

"Try to be cleaner in your face and never have too thick makeup."

“…”

The styling team is just a group of machines that execute instructions. They do whatever Zhao Zhouhan says.

To be honest, Chi Xiaoye just came in and stood behind the tall and handsome Zhao Zhouhan. He was black and short, small and thin, and it was really ordinary. They were all silently pumping air conditioners, and even doubting Zhao Zhouhan's vision of choosing a partner.

However, after Chi Xiaoye finished taking a shower and a series of skin care procedures, this ordinary black and thin little girl slowly began to degenerate.

The height of 168 is not short for girls. Just standing next to Zhao Zhouhan in 186, he looks shorter, and anyone who stands next to him looks shorter.

After putting on makeup, putting on clothes, and then putting on a pair of high heels, Chi Xiaoye himself was amazed by the woman in the fitting mirror.

It's so bad, is this me?

Zhao Zhouhan looked straight at her, the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised slightly, his eyes shining, and his eyes were no longer as relieved as looking at a lively and cute girl.

“Satisfied?”

Chi Xiaoye stood up straight with his legs together, suddenly saluted him and asked back, "Chief Instructor, are you satisfied?"

Seeing her handsome military posture, Zhao Zhouhan smiled, pulled her hand on his arm, and reminded him: "Don't take a regular step at this time, be more natural."

"Ahem..." is also embarrassing.

In the VIP room downstairs, relatives and friends arrived one after another, with six large tables of nearly a hundred people. They tried to keep a low profile. In addition to relatives, the guests invited were all well-known figures, some were Zhao Baichuan's best friends, and some were old masters' best friends, all of whom had fought bloody battles for the country.

As for Zhao Zhouhan's ultimate friendship, there was no turn to go.

People feel refreshed when they are happy. The old lady is particularly happy today and her mouth has never been closed.

"Yes, yes, the rumors you heard are correct. My grandson has started a family, but my grandson is a little younger and is only a junior. I will invite you to have a wedding banquet after two years."

"It's not the child before. That one has been cut off for many years. If you don't mention it, who do you guess now?... It's the granddaughter of the old squad leader."

"Not it? If it weren't for the squad leader Chi, Baichuan would have died long ago. How could it be today? It's been forty years in a flash, and we finally found squad leader Chi. This is how the fate of the two children came from, and they fell in love at first sight."

"Hahahaha, who said no, I must live a few more years. When they see them having children and four generations live together, there will be no regrets."

"What, you haven't seen my grandson before?... Look, the couple who came in at the door are my grandson and grandson-in-law."

As the old lady's fingers were directed, everyone looked back together and saw a handsome man and beautiful woman walking hand in hand. The man was mature and steady, and the woman was dignified and quiet, and she was simply a pair of fairy couples.

The old lady was very proud and kept saying, "Old sister, did you see it? Are my grandson and granddaughter-in-law particularly pleasing to the eye? Hahahahaha."

Even Zhou Chengcheng, who has always been picky, was secretly relieved when he saw Chi Xiaoye's dress today.

She has to admit that combining youth and beauty is really the greatest capital of women.

Although the protagonist today is an old lady, out of curiosity, everyone has focused on the new wife of the Zhao family.

The old lady waved her hand and pulled Chi Xiaoye to her side in a doting manner, saying to everyone with a proud face: "Come on, let me introduce you to you. She is Chi Jun's granddaughter, and Xiao Fuxing, Chi Xiaoye, and Xiaoyezi of our old Zhao family."

This is the first time Chi Xiaoye has encountered this scene. The Chi family has no relatives and is not so lively during the Chinese New Year. She is nervous and embarrassed, her face turns red, she shows a professional smirk, and nods and bows repeatedly.

These are the three aunts and aunts mentioned by Zhao Zhouhan? Oh my god, it's so scary.

Zhao Zhou and Han couldn't help, and this kind of link was inevitable. If it weren't for Chi Xiaoye, it would have to be him.

Zhou Chengcheng stood on the other side of the old lady and felt really uncomfortable. She had been in the Zhao family for thirty years, working hard and hard at home. She didn't get a good word from the old lady. Chi Xiaoye became the little lucky star of the Zhao family as soon as she entered the door. Perhaps only she could understand the sour taste.

However, she still had to smile and cater to the envy of her relatives and friends.

"Little leaves are so beautiful. No wonder your son falls in love with such a beautiful little girl."

"Oh, your daughter-in-law can tell at a glance that she is very well-behaved. She looks like a little white rabbit, and she looks so cute."

"You are still blessed. My son married such a well-behaved and quiet daughter-in-law. Unlike me, the one in my family is not a daughter-in-law. She is simply a Bodhisattva."

Zhou Chengcheng kept smiling, but his heart was bleeding, and he swallowed all the bitter tears. It was hard to be a daughter-in-law of a wealthy family, but the granddaughter-in-law of a wealthy family was very good.

Seeing that everyone was here, Zhao Baichuan said some opening words of thanks and blessings, and was about to start the banquet.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, several people in vain clothes suddenly broke in, one of them holding a black and white photo in his hand, which was He Suman, who had just passed away.
Chapter completed!