Reborn after marriage, He Shao becomes addicted to pampering his wife

Two hours later.

"Mrs. He, it's done. Take a look. If you are not satisfied with anything, you can tell me."

Makeup artist Xiaomi gently smoothed a strand of hair on her face and looked at the woman in front of her. She sighed in her heart that she was worthy of being Mr. He’s woman. This face was simply God’s favorite, so flawless!

After more than two hours, Su Xi finally heard the sound of the end, and his waist was almost broken from sitting.

Slowly open your eyes and look at yourself in the mirror.

She has a delicate face and bright red lips. The makeup artist's skillful hands have fully revealed all the advantages of her face, without any concealment, and her beauty has reached the extreme.

Xiaomi asked her to put on her dress and exquisite high heels, and took her to the floor-length mirror.

The makeup artist also came over and stood behind her to help her adjust her dress. Looking at the perfectly dressed woman in the mirror, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mrs. He, you are so beautiful, so beautiful that it's breathtaking!"

Mrs. He had tidied up neatly and had just finished watching He Xiaoan's makeup.

As she was walking over here from where she was, she happened to hear the makeup artist's voice, and she came over with a gentle smile: "It's done, let me see."

After hearing this, Su Xi turned around and looked at Mrs. He.

Her long eyelashes are curled up from the bottom to the top, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows are charmingly curved, her lips are red and her skin is white. There is a hint of charm and seduction in her smile, but there is a hint of coldness in her bones, and her temperament is dazzling.

Standing there, it is so bright that you can't take your eyes away.

Mrs. He was actually dazed by the sight and could not help but sigh inwardly, saying that she was indeed stunningly beautiful. No wonder her eldest son, who had never been interested in women, also fell for her.

"It looks really good. Not bad, not bad. Xiaomi, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

Mrs. He stepped forward, grasped Su Xi's wrist with her well-maintained hands, and carefully checked her makeup to make sure everything was perfect.

"Mrs. He, you are too kind. It's mainly because the young lady is naturally beautiful. I just brought out her good qualities."

Xiaomi felt happy to receive Mrs. He's praise. She said sincerely with a smile on her face.

"Okay, Xiaoxi, go out and take a rest. Walk around after sitting for so long."

Mrs. He nodded with satisfaction, the smile on her face grew even bigger, and she patted the back of Su Xi's hand gently, reminding her to walk around.

Su Xi was a little uncomfortable with Mrs. He's intimacy, but he could see Mrs. He's sincerity, so he didn't say anything and just nodded.

From the powder room, walk into the living room.

at this time.

It's about time.

He Yilang and He Yichuan were entertaining guests in the side house. Under the instructions of their father, they came back to check on them.

After walking through the yard and entering the living room of the main house, he saw the dressed-up Su Xi. He Yilang's bright eyes widened instantly, and his eyeballs didn't even move. His clear and handsome voice rang out in the living room: "Oh my God, Sister Xiaoxi is so beautiful!"

Then he turned his head to look at He Yichuan behind him and gently accused him: "Brother, why are you so unsatisfied? You have such a beautiful wife."

I wish he could have such a beautiful wife in the future. He wouldn’t ignore his wife like his brother does.

He Yichuan looked at her with a slightly dimmed look in his eyes. Although he had seen the dress she was wearing before, he had to admit that this rose-red dress suited her very well. It made her skin look particularly fair, her figure was graceful, and her curvy body was fully outlined.

Paired with black high heels, her long skirt swayed slightly as she walked, her temperament was cool and her eyes were cold, making her unforgettable at first sight. He could not hear clearly what He Yilang was saying beside him.

When Su Xi heard He Yilang's praise, she looked at the two of them with her brows slightly curved, her eyes sparkling with light, as if they could speak, crystal clear.

"It's Director Sun's teamwork that's great."

"That's because Sister Xiaoxi is pretty." He Yilang praised with a smile.

While chatting and laughing, He Xiaoan and the others also packed up.

Led by Mrs. He, the group walked towards the side house in a mighty procession, with He Yichuan and Su Xi walking at the end.

"Do I need to do anything later?"

This was the first time that Su Xi made an official public appearance as a member of the He family, so she had to maintain a good image. At this point, she was ready.

"No need, just stay with me later." He Yichuan reminded her again: "Someone will probably come forward to test the information later, don't pay attention to them."

Then, He Yichuan slowed down his pace and approached Su Xi, raised his elbow slightly, and said without question: "Hold my arm."

Su Xi tilted her head and looked at the man's tough face. His nose was high and straight, with distinct nasal bones. She swept her eyelashes up and down, blinked her beautiful eyes, and raised her arms to embrace him.

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The external structure of the side house is consistent with that of the main house. The building is antique, simple yet elegant, full of charm and uniquely decorated, showing the grandeur of a century-old house.

In the hall, people were coming and going, toasting each other.

Mr. He was wearing a red Tang suit, sitting on a sandalwood chair in the banquet hall with a cane, and talking to people in a amiable manner.

He Shaoping stood in the crowd, drinking with friends from all walks of life, asking each other for the information they wanted, and the banquet hall was filled with a harmonious atmosphere.

Pan Zecheng arrived early. His father Pan Jingchang was chatting with He Shaoping and others. He was sitting alone on the sofa drinking boredly, but his eyes were on the field, as if he was watching something.

After Shen Linxuan and his father wished Mr. He a happy birthday, they walked around the banquet hall chatting. After a round, they saw Pan Zecheng, who walked towards him, shaking his wine glass, and sat down on the sofa beside him.

"Mr. Pan, you come so early, what are you looking at?" As she spoke, she gently touched the wine glass with the glass in his hand and asked with a chuckle.

Pan Zecheng straightened up and sat up slightly, pulled the sleeves of his suit, picked up the cup and took a sip, and chatted with him casually: "I heard that there is an announcement about the He family's birthday banquet. Do you know what it is?"

"What's going on? I haven't heard any rumors. My old man didn't say anything. Could it be that the head of the He family has stepped down?"

"Who knows?" Pan Zecheng's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and then he placed the wine glass on the table, raised his legs slightly, and leaned his back comfortably against the soft sofa.

Hearing him say this, Shen Linxuan did not continue the topic and chatted casually with Pan Zecheng.

At this moment, Pan Zecheng's assistant came from the door of the banquet hall and quickly passed through the crowd to his side.

She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Mrs. He and Young Master He are here, and Young Master He is holding the arm of a beautiful woman."

Hearing this, Pan Zecheng's eyes changed slightly, his expression became stern, and he looked at his assistant, and saw that the assistant nodded his chin slightly.

Pan Zecheng and He Yichuan have an average relationship, neither good nor bad.

Although they grew up in the same circle, the He family has deep roots in Beijing from generation to generation.