After the groom escaped from the marriage, I was doted on by billionaires every day

Lin Dongyu closed her eyes and let the makeup artist apply mascara for her.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Mo Chen in the makeup mirror.

He was dressed in white, and his whole person was as gentle as jade, and he exuded an aloof and arrogant spirit from his bones, which reminded her of a very ancient adjective - Prince Charming.

She was stunned for a moment before she realized her eyes met his in the mirror.

Lin Dongyu hurriedly lowered his eyes, but the tips of his ears quietly turned red.

She was shy.

Mo Chen turned around with satisfaction, sat on the sofa, took a sip of tea, and waited patiently.

Three o'clock, finish work on time.

The hairstylist tied Lin Dongyu's black hair into a loose bun behind his head and decorated it with small hairpins composed of several pearls. Her delicate and small earlobes were decorated with long diamond tassel earrings, which made her neck even longer and emphasized the natural advantages of the swan neck.

The yellow and white printed long skirt covered her from her ankles to her neck. She seems to be naked, but uses soft fabrics to outline her perfect body curves, which is more sexy and charming than a swimsuit.

Wear a small white bag and high heels of the same color to keep your look low-key and elegant without stealing the show.

She wears very little jewelry. Apart from hairpins and earrings, she only wears a simple platinum square bracelet on her wrist, which is full of fashion.

Lin Dongyu stood up and looked at himself in the mirror, which was very strange.

This feeling is a bit hard to describe.

She has worn wedding dresses and formal dresses, but none of them have changed her temperament like today's look.

The clothes are not exaggerated, but contain a kind of low-key luxury, as if the whole person is luxurious.

Mo Chen held his breath, gently held her arms with both hands, and said, "It's so beautiful!"

He had always known that Lin Dongyu was a rare beauty.

When I first met her, she was faced with the embarrassing situation of her groom running away from the marriage, which did not hinder her beauty at all.

Until today, under Peng Zhiwei's careful creation, she has bloomed with all her charm.

"So beautiful."

Mo Chen murmured, his warm breath falling on the back of her neck.

Peng Zhiwei quietly retreated with the people, and thoughtfully closed the door for them.

The noise in the room faded away like a tide, and the speakers hidden in the ceiling played melodious and sweet music.

The lighting is gentle and the atmosphere is charming.

The man's heat and the scent of pine wood invaded from behind. Lin Dongyu felt his knees become weak, and he hurriedly stretched out his hands to support the makeup mirror in front of him before he could stand still.

"Mo Chen."

She turned around, only to find herself in an even more ambiguous situation.

Mo Chen, who was 1.87 meters tall, was more than half a head taller than her. Lin Dongyu looked straight over and saw his sexy lip line and angular chin.

Her heart was beating wildly uncontrollably, and she hurriedly moved her gaze downwards, landing on the second button under his tie.

Even worse.

The man's thick chest muscles stretched the fabric next to the buttons of his shirt into subtle folds, which made people think.

He was clearly dressed properly, but Lin Dongyu felt full of sexual tension.

Mo Chen's Adam's apple rolled down hard, he took a small step back and said hoarsely: "Let's go."

He turned around sharply.

He was afraid that if he delayed any longer, his impulse would overcome his reason.

Mo Chen bent down sideways, grabbed the crystal cup from the coffee table, and drank all the tea in it, so that he could barely calm down the heat in his heart.

After he left, Lin Dongyu was shocked to realize his gaffe.

After taking several big breaths of fresh air, she felt her strength return again. She lowered her head, picked up her handbag, and followed Mo Chen out.

Peng Zhiwei was waiting for them outside and saw them off.

After passing the gleaming corridor, an unkind female voice suddenly came: "Mo Chen?"

When Lin Dongyu heard the sound and looked around, he discovered that on the other side was a very post-modern space, which had the functions of reception and reception.

Sitting on a red leather sofa was a middle-aged lady in her forties, followed by two young girls in their twenties, all covered in famous brands.

Beside them stood a waiter, trying to explain something.

Mo Chen paused, nodded slightly in greeting, and said, "Hello, Mrs. Du."

Peng Zhiwei's expression changed, and she turned back to glare at the assistant who was following her.

Didn’t you already say that you won’t receive any guests this afternoon?

Why did Xu Ying appear here? !

The assistant was full of grievances, how did she know? Indeed, we have been warned from top to bottom.

"I asked who was so impressive, and it turned out to be you."

Xu Ying stood up, walked slowly to him, and said: "We are still relatives after all. Even if we don't call her third aunt, we won't be so polite."

Only then did Lin Dongyu realize that the person in front of her was the third uncle's ex-wife that Mo Chen had introduced to her in advance last night.

It seems that the relationship between the two families is not harmonious.

What Mo Chen was worried about was another thing - Xu Ying didn't know his relationship with Lin Dongyu, and even if she did, she wouldn't cooperate with him.

Could it be that his identity is about to be exposed?

He had been mentally prepared, but this moment came too soon.