After running this idea through her mind, she immediately shook it off. How could it be possible that Lu Junting chose to marry herself in the first place just for the sake of Mrs. Anlu's heart!

Lin Xiyan didn't say anything to Qiao Muxue, but nodded and said, "It's getting late, we can go back and get ready."

The dinner party starts at eight o'clock in the evening, and it will take some time to put on makeup.

Qiao Muxue pulled Lin Xiyan directly to where she lived, "I have already found a stylist and makeup artist. Come with me and we will go there together later."

Lin Xiyan did not refuse. When she went out today, she told Mrs. Lu that she would not go back tonight due to some matters.

Qiao Muxue generously bought a villa in Haicheng. When she took Lin Xiyan in, the makeup artist had already arrived.

Lin Xiyan put aside the invitation letter that Jian Mengyao took and put it aside. Qiao Muxue frowned slightly after seeing the invitation letter, then picked it up and took a look at it.

"Xi Yan, there's something wrong with your invitation letter." Qiao Muxue said.

"Huh?" Lin Xiyan took a strange look at the invitation. It was black and gold in color and had Nancy's wedding banquet printed on it. She didn't see anything wrong.

Moreover, this invitation letter was sent by Jian Mengyao herself. She really wanted to go there by herself, and there was no reason to send a fake one.

"Wait for me." Qiao Muxue said as she ran upstairs with a bang, and then came over with an invitation letter in her hand.

At first glance, there seems to be almost no difference between the two, but if you look closely, you can see the difference.

The invitation letter in her hand seemed even worse.

Lin Xiyan smiled. It was probably Jian Mengyao's fault. It seemed that she had planned all this carefully just to see herself make a fool of herself.

Lin Xiyan threw the invitation letter in the trash can, "It seems that Jian Mengyao wants me to make a fool of myself before I even enter the banquet."

Qiao Muxue raised the invitation letter in her hand, "I didn't expect Jian Mengyao to give it to you at first, so I got two copies. Use this invitation letter to go in."

"Okay." Lin Xiyan nodded. If she didn't go to the reception banquet this time, how would this good show start?

After the two put on their dresses, they almost looked brand new under the help of stylists and makeup artists.

Qiao Muxue has neat short hair, but now she wears this black dress, and she almost always walks with a breeze.

And when Lin Xiyan put on this gentle long dress, her every move and gesture carried an aura of nobility that people couldn't ignore.

The two stood together, forming a sharp contrast.

As night falls, Haicheng is brightly lit after seven o'clock. At a glance, there are flowers and willows everywhere.

Qiao Muxue called the driver over and asked the driver to take them to the banquet.

In the car, Qiao Muxue glanced at Lin Xiyan and suddenly asked: "Xiyan, what are you going to do about Yuming?"

This sentence instantly solidified the atmosphere in the car.
Chapter completed!