What’s up??
Fu Sichen took out the female ring and put it on Jiang Mian. "Wear it more often."
What does that even an?
Suddenly saying that, what is this man trying to sell?
Fu Sichen put on the male ring himself and stood up. "I’m going to a eting. I’ve asked Xu Lai to bring breakfast. If you’re still sleepy, sleep a bit more."
"Um..."
Jiang Mian stared at the ring in her hand, the simplest pair of rings she and Fu Sichen owned.
It was just a simple band, but the craftsmanship and polishing were top-notch, with both of their surnas in uppercase inside.
Forget it, don’t think about it. Just wear it.
Sleep a bit more.
When she woke up again, she wasn’t sure what ti it was. The sunlight outside was glaring in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Her cellphone kept vibrating.
Luo Ting: [I heard from the company that Director Mu went to see the company leaders. President Zhao is thrilled and went to talk directly.]
Luo Ting: [Just wanted to let you know, so you’re prepared.]
Luo Ting knew about this news and imdiately went to the company. If she didn’t show up to intervene, they would have directly taken it on behalf of Jiang Mian.
By then, President Fu and their company would be completely wiped out.
Jiang Mian felt quite awake after reading the ssage, her eyebrows slightly lifting.
She hadn’t expected Mu Yi to be so good at taking indirect approaches.
If his direct approach wasn’t working, he imdiately went to see the higher-ups.
But he certainly didn’t know that the higher-ups couldn’t do much about her either.
When Jiang Mian initially signed with the entertainnt company, it was under a company of Su’s, and Su Yuchuan had assured her of great personal freedom. She could even not accept roles without any issues.
Jiang Xiaomian: [Don’t worry about it, let them talk.]
In the end, she would need to be present to sign anyway. If she didn’t sign, it had nothing to do with her.
If they tried to force her to sign, the consequences wouldn’t be up to them.
"Madam, President Fu’s makeup artist is here, asking when you’d be available for makeup."
Huh??
Makeup??
So this is about styling. Where is Fu Sichen taking her?
She replied, "Um, wait for a bit. I’ll be ready after washing up."
Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Mian was sitting at the dressing table in the changing room, with the masked makeup artist and stylist applying makeup and choosing outfits.
Jiang Mian’s gaze flickered briefly over the line of clothes pushed in.
All of them were student outfits, uniforms and such.
She even saw her own old school uniform.
What is this man trying to do now?
"Did Fu Sichen tell you what this is for?"
Jiang Mian watched the makeup artist bring her face to life in the mirror and appreciated the natural beauty.
The makeup artist shook his head. "Sorry, madam. President Fu only asked us to do a student-like makeup and styling for you, we don’t know much else."
Jiang Mian’s thoughts drifted, her mind involuntarily filled with uniform play.
She subconsciously grasped her wrist.
Last night’s marks...
Jiang Mian shook her head violently. What is this man thinking, developing new skills now?
The student makeup retained her original facial features, just added a bit of volu and tender blush.
The stylist also gave Jiang Mian twin ponytails, butterfly-knot hair ties, and slightly curled hair tips, instantly bringing a youthful aura.
"Madam, you can take a look at these clothes and pick one you like."
Jiang Mian stood up without much thought and picked her old high school uniform.
Five minutes later, she walked out of the restroom and unexpectedly bumped right into the man’s chest.
"Umm..."
She rubbed her forehead, feeling a bit of pain.
So hard.
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