Murong Rong slapped Rong Jiuci's big hand away, very unhappy: "You messed up my hair. Do you know that this will affect my image?"
"You are already the mother of several children, why do you still care about your image? Just look sloppier."
Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong and suddenly felt that his idea was very feasible.
A beautiful woman is always more eye-catching than an ugly woman.
If Murong Rong Chou had no salt, he believed that first Qin Yehan, then Su Lengyu, and now Chu Yunxiao would not have appeared.
Murong Rong was speechless: "Rong Jiuci, where did you get this old idea? Nowadays, even if women get married and have children, they still have to care about their own image?"
"It doesn't matter whether your thoughts are old or not, what's important is that they are useful. Look at how thick the makeup is on your face." Rong Jiuci took out a wet tissue and wiped it on Murong Rong's face.
Murong Rong was shocked and said in disbelief: "Rong Jiuci, are you serious?"
Also, she only put on a thin layer of foundation and a little lipstick, but her makeup was too thick.
Rong Jiuci raised his eyebrows: "Do I look like I'm lying to you? Come here. Believe me, even if you don't wear makeup, you still look the best in my heart."
"No." Murong Rong pushed Rong Jiuci's big hand away without hesitation.
Just then the car stopped.
Murong Rong immediately opened the door and escaped from the car: "I'm going to work first."
Rong Jiuci looked at Murong Rong's frizzy appearance, and the veins on his forehead jumped.
"Murong Rong, please slow down!"
Rong Jiuci couldn't help shouting and got out of the car.
Then, Murong Rong became even more panicked when she saw Rong Jiuci following him.
She doesn't want her makeup to be removed.
Although she is not bad without makeup, her complexion will be better with makeup.
Besides, who doesn't like to look beautiful? Besides, the cosmetics she uses are of entry-level quality, so there is no harm at all.
Ji Baibai was sorting things in the store. When he saw Murong Rong coming in in a hurry, he was a little shocked and immediately stood up: "Rong Rong, what's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Murong Rong sighed. She didn't believe that Rong Jiuci could remove her makeup in public.
Ji Baibai didn't believe it. Murong Rong looked like nothing was wrong.
But when she saw Rong Jiuci following her in, she felt relieved. What else would happen if Rong Jiuci followed her?
Ji Baibai greeted warmly: "Mr. Rong, come in and sit for a while."
"No, I still have work to do. Murong Rong, please take care of me."
Ji Baibai patted his chest and agreed: "Mr. Rong, don't worry, I will take good care of you."
Rong Jiuci nodded, glanced at Murong Rong again, turned around and left the studio.
After Ji Baibai sent Rong Jiuci away, he turned around and winked at Murong Rong: "It seems that you two are getting along very well now. You are like a newlywed couple."
Murong Rong's head was full of black lines: "What are you newlyweds? I haven't married him yet."
"The way Mr. Rong is now, it's only a matter of time before you marry him." Ji Baibai's voice changed: "So, what on earth were you doing just now? It's not something to be ashamed of."
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Seeing Ji Baibai's reluctance, Murong Rong had no choice but to repeat what Rong Jiuci just said.
"Murong Rong, you can do it." Ji Baibai looked at Murong Rong in amazement: "I didn't expect you to eat Mr. Rong to death so quietly. Now I feel relieved, Mr. Rong can no longer escape.
You have five fingers."
"Am I eating Rong Jiuci to death?" Hearing what Ji Baibai said, Murong Rong protested: "I can control that man Rong Jiuci?"
"You are right. People like Mr. Rong are indeed not easy to control. But he is willing to let you control him.
Think about it, if he didn't really take you into his heart, he would make you a no-salt girl just to prevent others from noticing you? Impossible.
Rong Rong, for a man like Rong Jiuci, he will only care if he cares about her."
Murong Rong was stunned.
She hadn't thought about it just now, but when Ji Baibai reminded her, it seemed like this was really the case.
Murong Rong wanted to tell herself that she should continue to be indifferent, but in fact, her heart was like a lake blown by the wind, with ripples already appearing.
Jingle bell——
The doorbell rang.
Xiao Yu's sweet voice rang out: "Welcome. Hello, sir, may I need anything?"
"I made an appointment with someone."
Hearing the voice, Murong Rong turned around and saw the tall and tall Qin Yehan walking in.
Murong Rong responded: "Mr. Qin, you are here."
"Yes." Qin Yehan glanced across the store: "The studio is very cozy. Rong Rong, can you show me around?"
"Of course. Please come here."
Murong Rong took Qin Yehan to visit the studio.
Her studio was not very large, so even if Qin Yehan asked questions from time to time, she was finished in no time.
Qin Yehan said: "Seeing these ready-made clothes for the public, you have put so much thought into them, which makes me look forward to the privately customized dresses even more."
"I will do my best to satisfy Mr. Qin. Mr. Qin, please go to the lounge and sit down for a while."
Murong Rong invited Qin Yehan into the lounge.
As soon as the two of them sat down, Ji Baibai brought tea.
"Mr. Qin please."
After Ji Baibai put down the tea, he did not leave, but sat beside Murong Rong.
If Murong Rong was still single now and she met a high-quality single partner like Qin Yehan, she would have gone far.
But Murong Rong had already settled down with Rong Jiuci, and she still had Rong Jiuci's child in her belly. At this time, it was not appropriate to get along with an outstanding young man.
This thing is going to make Mr. Rong misunderstand, and she has betrayed Mr. Rong's trust.
Qin Yehan raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Baibai.
Ji Baibai noticed Qin Yehan's gaze and smiled at him.
Murong Rong picked up her notebook and was ready to record it. She asked: "Mr. Qin, I heard that you want to customize a dress. I wonder who you want to customize it for? And what occasion do you plan to wear it for?"
"I customized this dress for my mother. As for the occasion, it's probably the wedding dress she wore when she got married."
Qin Yehan's expression suddenly turned sad: "My mother never waited for her wedding when she was alive. Although she is no longer here, I am still doing well. As a son, I have to make up for her regret."
A chill flashed across Qin Yehan's eyes, and when he raised his head again, an apologetic smile appeared in his eyes.
"I'm sorry to make you laugh. Anyway, I want to customize six sets of dresses for my mother this time, including a wedding dress."
"Six sets?" Ji Baibai was a little surprised.
Generally, the wedding dresses are wedding dress, Xiuhe suit and toast suit, a total of three sets.
Qin Yehan smiled gently: "Yes, my mother has been wronged her whole life, and she can't be wronged anymore."
"Besides, these six sets are only the first batch. In fact, I want to customize a total of twelve sets of clothes for my mother. The style of the dress will be decided by you, Rong Rong. Do you think this is okay?"