Flash marriage ugly wife, madam has a bit too many vests

Qiao Rui knew that what she said was very frivolous, and the possibility of making him dismiss the cohabitation was very low, and if it disgusted him, there might be unexpected results.

She secretly took a deep breath, met Pei Liyan's dark eyes, and continued to be frivolous.

"It's human nature to be lustful. Mr. Pei is beautiful now, and I'm just an ordinary girl. I can't help being distracted. Mr. Pei just needs to get used to it."

Pei Liyan raised her eyebrows imperceptibly, and her eyes fell on Qiao Rui's hand on her lap. The girl's hand was unconsciously tightening.

He hooked the corners of his lips calmly: "So, my appearance matches your aesthetics?"

Qiao Rui's heart tightened, and she said, "Mr. Pei's appearance is in line with the public's aesthetics, and my cousins ​​also like you."

"What about you?" Pei Liyan asked back.

Qiao Rui was stunned.

The man looked at Qiao Rui leisurely, his eyes were sharp and dangerous, with a scrutiny, they were extremely sharp.

Qiao Rui clenched her hands unconsciously again: "Me? Of course I also covet Mr. Pei's beauty."

"Really?" Pei Liyan smiled slightly, his voice magnetic: "Miss Qiao, you look a little nervous, relax, I can make you covet my beauty."

Qiao Rui blushed and quickly calmed down.

She originally wanted Pei Liyan to dispel the idea of ​​living together, so she deliberately said those frivolous words, but it backfired.

This man gave her a strong sense of danger for the first time.

Her palms were sweating involuntarily, but she still raised her eyes to meet the man's sharp eyes: "Mr. Pei is wrong, I can live with you, no matter what, I make money, so don't be nervous."

Pei Liyan met the girl's black-rimmed glasses, and the eyes behind them seemed to be covered by a layer of veil, making it impossible to see through.

He narrowed his eyes and snorted softly. "So best."

The car stopped slowly, and the driver said, "President, we're here."

Qiao Rui looked up, just in time to see the goddess' signboard, and a gleam flashed across her eyes.

She looked back calmly.

Pei Liyan ordered in a deep voice, "Get out of the car."

Qiao Rui got out of the car, stood at the door of goddess, and was immediately welcomed in.

Goddess's employees are well trained, seeing Qiao Rui being so rustic, there is nothing unusual, just the same enthusiasm.

"Sir and Ma'am, welcome."

Pei Liyan walked in, and his assistant Fang Mo immediately came up to him. "President, I have already made an appointment with Goddess's best stylist and the person in charge, Mr. Jiang Jinfeng."

Pei Liyan nodded, then walked to the sofa and sat down.

Qiao Rui stood aside, and looked inside when she heard Jiang Jinfeng's name.

Just at this time, a tall man came out from inside.

I saw him wearing a decent contrasting color suit, with tough lines and elegant fabrics, a small beard with personality on his chin, neat hair, full of temperament, and a little bit of laziness in his eyes.

The fashion outfits are warmed up by this man, and he is full of trendy men.

As soon as the man saw the twinkle in Qiao Rui's eyes, he glanced at Pei Liyan again, and immediately said seriously: "Mr. Pei is here, the goddess is full of splendor."

Pei Liyan nodded slightly, his eyes darkened, "Manager Jiang is polite."

Jiang Jinfeng smiled slightly: "Mr. Pei wants Jiang to do styling for this lady?"

"Yes." Pei Liyan said, "Manager Laojiang is here."

"You're welcome." Jiang Jinfeng glanced at Qiao Rui and said, "Ma'am, please follow me."

He gave Pei Liyan a slight nod, turned around and led Qiao Rui inside.

Qiao Rui left without saying a word.

Fang Mo kept staring at them, he saw Jiang Jinfeng took Qiao Rui into a separate dressing room.

He glanced at it, and the staff next to him smiled and said, "Don't worry, sir, we, Manager Jiang, are Miss Rui Qing's dedicated stylist and one of the founders of Goddess, so we will definitely give that lady the best look. "

Rui Qing's dedicated stylist?

Pei Liyan narrowed his eyes, and his sharp eyes swept towards the dressing room, showing their sharpness.

Fang Mo was a little worried. From yesterday to now, Rui Qing's life and death are still unknown.

in the dressing room.

As soon as Jiang Jinfeng entered, he swept away the seriousness just now, blinked at Qiao Rui, and lowered his voice: "Ancestor, Pei Liyan's assistant actually found me to do styling for you, I really want to push it away, but he is a Fat meat, I am not willing."

Qiao Rui said lightly, "You really shouldn't take this job."

"I don't accept the door-to-door business, how can I do it?"

Qiao Rui said: "My current character is a bumpkin, how do you plan to style me?"

Jiang Jinfeng looked at Qiao Rui, and immediately fell into a dilemma: "Then what should I do? You continue to play ugly?"

"Continuing to act ugly will ruin your brand." Qiao Rui analyzed, "It will also put the styling room in trouble."

Jiang Jinfeng frowned, and looked at Qiao Rui solemnly: "Then what should I do?"

Qiao Rui looked at him, but she wasn't that worried, "Of course I'll continue to do the styling, use your strength to make me perfect."

"Ancestor, you know me, if I give you styling, you will become a star immediately when you go out." Jiang Jinfeng

Qiao Rui looked at herself in the glasses. She had black-rimmed glasses and a blank face. She had a very ordinary face. She didn't need to look at her clothes. It matched her current ordinary face, which was really scumbag.

She smiled and said: "Brother Feng, come on, Kaizheng, I will deal with the aftermath for you."

Jiang Jinfeng looked worried. "Ancestor, what on earth are you thinking? Is Pei Liyan going to kill someone to silence him?"

"Brother Feng!" Qiao Rui stopped her.

Jiang Jinfeng sighed: "Okay, I will do whatever you say."

He was just about to take off Qiao Rui's glasses when there was a knock on the door.

"Come in!" Jiang Jinfeng said in a deep voice.

The door was pushed open, and Lin Jing at the front desk came in to report: "Manager Jiang, there are many reporters gathered around the door of our goddess, saying they want to interview Mr. Pei Liyan."

"A reporter interviewing Pei Liyan?" Jiang Jinfeng frowned, and Qiao Rui looked at each other calmly, then asked Lin Jing: "What?"

Lin Jing glanced at Qiao Rui, but hesitated to speak.

"Say." Jiang Jinfeng said in a deep voice.

Lin Jing then said: "The reporters said that there were rumors that Mr. Pei Liyan had an intimate relationship with Xiaohua Rui Qing the night before yesterday, so he wanted to come to Mr. Pei to confirm. In addition, Miss Rui Qing's life and death are unknown. Is Mr. Pei related?"

Jiang Jinfeng was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly smelled something, and immediately looked at Qiao Rui.

Qiao Rui's face was pale, as if all this had nothing to do with her.

Jiang Jinfeng frowned, and said, "Keep the reporters out of the door. If Pei Liyan is interviewed in our styling room, it will be our incompetence. If we leave this door, it has nothing to do with us."

"Yes." Lin Jing went to make arrangements immediately.

Jiang Jinfeng looked at Qiao Rui, "Is it okay?"

Qiao Rui took off her glasses, revealing her slapped face, which was ordinary no matter how you looked at it.

She looked at Jiang Jinfeng with sympathy in her eyes. "let's start."

Seeing her like this, Jiang Jinfeng immediately frowned and protested: "Your face has followed you for eight lifetimes, you, you, you are a waste of everything."