The stylist arranged by Assistant Zhang is already waiting in her room and is placing cosmetics and makeup tools.
Hearing the sound of the door opening behind him, the stylist quickly turned around and bowed, "Miss Rong."
"Hello." Rong Shu smiled at her as a greeting.
The stylist pulled out the chair in front of the dressing table and said, "Miss Rong, please sit down. I will do your makeup and hair first. When the makeup and hair are ready, we will change clothes."
"Okay." Rong Shu also knew the steps, so she quickly put down the cheongsam in her hand, walked over and sat down.
The stylist looked at her face and praised her: "Ms. Rong's skin is so good, she doesn't even have pores. It seems that she will just need to put on a light layer of foundation in a while."
Who doesn't like to be praised? Of course Rong Shu also liked it. She smiled a little sheepishly and said, "I am already twenty-eight, and my skin is not bad."
"Of course, twenty-eight is not old, Miss Rong is still young." The stylist said flatteringly, saying that he was about to start doing some skin care before makeup for her.
Rong Shu suddenly thought of something and grabbed her hand, "Wait a minute."
"What's wrong, Miss Rong?" The stylist looked at Rong Shu with some confusion.
Rong Shu didn't hesitate and asked immediately: "That's right, I'm pregnant, so can your skin care products and cosmetics be used by pregnant women?"
Hearing this, the stylist smiled and said, "Don't worry, Miss Rong. In fact, people like us often encounter pregnant female clients, so the skin care products and cosmetics we choose from the beginning are all for pregnant women and ordinary people."
It’s universal so that you won’t cause any trouble, so Miss Rong doesn’t have to worry about this.”
Hearing this, Rong Shu finally breathed a sigh of relief and let go of her hand, "That's it, that's good. Sorry, I was too nervous just now."
"It's nothing. As an expectant mother, it's normal to protect the child in her belly. I haven't thanked Miss Rong and Mr. Fu for having a baby yet," the stylist said very politely.
Rong Shu smiled and said, "Thank you, please continue."
"OK."
Rong Shu closed her eyes and left everything to the stylist.
The stylist is very skilled and quickly put on her makeup and hair.
The hair is in a classic updo style. To match the cheongsam, it looks very delicate and beautiful.
Rong Shu liked it at first sight. She looked around and found nothing dissatisfying.
The stylist was relieved to see that she liked it so much.
It seems that she doesn't need to change it.
"Miss Rong, it's time to change clothes." At this time, the stylist gave her the cheongsam.
Rong Shu had nothing to be embarrassed about. They were both women, so she took off her clothes directly in front of the stylist and put on a cheongsam.
The stylist was also assisting her by helping her with zippers, buttoning and so on.
"Wow, Miss Rong is so beautiful." The stylist stood opposite Rong Shu, surprised.
Rong Shu put on high heels and smiled sheepishly, "How can it be so exaggerated?"
"This is not an exaggeration, this is a fact. Miss Rong, you are truly the most beautiful bride I have ever seen. You look so good in a cheongsam now. Wouldn't it be even more beautiful when you wear a wedding dress at the wedding?" the stylist said enthused.
Rong Shu touched her hot face and said, "The wedding is still early and we have to wait until later. However, thank you for your compliment."
"Miss Rong, there's no need to be so polite. I'm just telling the truth." The stylist waved his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the room, and Fu Jingting's questioning voice came from outside, "Little Ye Zi, are you okay, Mom?"
"Okay." Rong Shu replied and walked over to see the door open.
At that moment, both of them were amazed by each other.
Fu Jingting looked at Rong Shu, who was wearing a cheongsam and was as beautiful as snow lotus in the sky. His eyes did not move away for a long time, and he looked straight.
Rong Shu's eyes also lit up when she looked at the man wearing a retro suit, who was less cold and domineering than usual and more bookish.
"So handsome."
"gorgeous!"
The two said in unison.
Then the two of them explained for a while.
Finally, the two of them came to their senses and looked at each other and smiled.
Does this count as the most tacit understanding between them?
"Let's go, Mrs. Fu." Fu Jingting sat in a wheelchair and stretched out his hand towards Rong Shu.
Rong Shu smiled and hummed, passed her hand over and placed it on his palm.
Fu Jingting was afraid that she would take her hand back, so the moment she put her hand up, he immediately tightened her hand.
Rong Shu couldn't laugh or cry.
Really, she had already promised him, and since she had agreed, she would naturally not go back on it.
It was good for him, but it made her seem like she would regret it the next second.
"Let's go, Mr. Fu."
The words "Mr. Fu" immediately made Fu Jingting feel elated.
The two held hands and walked to the lounge to get their marriage certificates.
On the way, Fu Jingting still felt a little guilty, "I'm sorry, but on a day like today, I'm still sitting in a wheelchair and can't walk there with you in person."
Rong Shu patted him on the shoulder, "What's the point? You have no choice but to do it. When you get better, when we have a wedding in the future, can you just take me with you in person?"
"Okay, I will definitely do it." Fu Jingting held her hand tightly and promised her.
When the rest room arrived, Rong Shu and Fu Jingting appeared in the eyes of everyone, and everyone praised them without hesitation.
After all, just from the looks of them, the two of them are really stunning and a perfect match.
Everyone's praise for him and Rong Shu made Fu Jingting feel happy, and the curvature of his thin lips did not disappear for a long time.
It can be seen that he is very satisfied with how everyone praises them for being a good match.
After some polite exchanges, the process of obtaining the certificate finally began.
Submit your ID card and household registration book, then fill in various information, and finally take photos, get the certificate, and swear an oath, all in one go.
After getting the red marriage certificate that he had longed for, a bright smile appeared on Fu Jingting's face for the first time.
Then, he held Rong Shu in his arms and said with great emotion: "It's great that you married me again."
Rong Shu also gently hugged the man back, "That time, will you be good to me?"
"Yes, I will." The man nodded without hesitation, "If I can't do it, let me..."
Before he finished speaking, his lips were covered by Rong Shu, "Don't say that, today is a good day, why are you saying these things?"
Fu Jingting looked at her, "Although I also know that these oaths are false and cannot be taken as true and will not be fulfilled, but these are my sincere words. If I treat you badly, there is no need for me to treat you well."
"I believe you." Rong Shu closed her eyes.
The two hugged quietly.
The surrounding staff and Assistant Zhang looked at them quietly, with no intention of disturbing the newly minted couple.
It wasn't until the two hugged each other almost enough that everyone started to applaud after they separated.
"Congratulations, Mr. Fu, Miss Rong, congratulations on becoming husband and wife."
"Thank you." Rong Shu thanked the two of them.
Fu Jingting was more direct and asked Assistant Zhang to hand out red envelopes to everyone.
The red envelopes were all prepared by Assistant Zhang early in the morning, and each red envelope was very rich.
The staff did not expect to encounter such a good thing, and everyone was surprised and happy.
But they are official people and they dare not accept such red envelopes.
In the end, Fu Jingting told them that he had greeted their leader, and they dared to accept it with confidence.
After accepting it, I felt very happy. After all, one red envelope was worth ten thousand yuan, which was their two months' salary.
As expected of Mr. Fu, rich people are generous.
In addition to red envelopes, there are also wedding candies and some small gifts.