Qiao Rui’s first impression of Si Ran was professionalism, understated in character yet persistent in her own views.
She smiled slightly, "Miss Si, then I’ll have to trouble you."
"No trouble at all, mada; it’s my duty. You can call Si Ran," Si Ran also t the legendary sixth Miss of the Qiao Family for the first ti today.
It was said that she was the one the president had picked at first sight to be his wife, and she was so plain that it was frustrating.
Seeing her today, it felt like the rumors were sowhat exaggerated.
Qiao Rui was just dressed casually, a bit plain, and the most eyesore was her glasses, completely obscuring her features, but if she took off these glasses, she seed not to be without potential.
Si Ran’s gaze asured Qiao Rui, only for a few seconds.
A second longer would be disrespectful, a second less, and you might not see clearly.
Just the right length.
Deservedly, Pei Liyan’s right-hand woman.
"Mada, please get in the car," said Si Ran as she opened the car door for her.
Qiao Rui got into the car.
The driver took them to Goddess.
Jiang Jinfeng was quite surprised when he saw her and Si Ran, then smiled slightly and greeted, "Mrs. Pei, welco. Who is this?"
Qiao Rui glanced back at Si Ran and replied, "This is Miss Si Ran, Mr. Pei’s secretary."
"Nice to et you, Miss Si!" Jiang Jinfeng also smiled slightly. "Welco."
"You’re too kind, Manager Jiang. Tonight, we have a banquet, and we need you to please ensure our mada undergoes a transformation," Si Ran straightforwardly stated their intention.
Both Qiao Rui and Jiang Jinfeng were taken aback, it seed Pei Liyan was set on changing Qiao Rui.
This news was sudden and even caught people off guard.
"Alright," Jiang Jinfeng had long wished to see Qiao Rui looking beautiful, but unfortunately, she disagreed.
She should appear as she was, a beauty of stunning graces.
Si Ran, seeing that Jiang Jinfeng agreed so readily, continued, "Take off our mada’s glasses."
"That won’t do," Qiao Rui imdiately objected upon hearing that. "I’m not used to not wearing glasses."
Si Ran smiled, a smile laden with deep aning that landed on Qiao Rui’s face and actually made her a bit uncomfortable.
"Mada, your glasses are just plain ones, aren’t they?" Si Ran looked at Qiao Rui, having noticed from the start that Qiao Rui’s glasses didn’t seem to be prescription.
Qiao Rui was startled and replied, "Secretary Si has good eyesight, but I’m used to wearing glasses. It feels uncomfortable not to."
Si Ran replied with a light smile, "Then we’ll select a new pair, but you can’t wear these anymore."
Qiao Rui wanted to say sothing else, but Si Ran didn’t give her a chance to continue.
Her tone was polite yet obliging, but it also seed to carry that domineering attitude of soone else, just a few words, but they left no room for rebuttal.
"Mr. Jiang, please begin. Glasses and outfit, let’s use Goddess’s exclusive designs. We hope to have a custom design and creation for our mada, and as for tonight’s gala dress, please select at least three sets."
"Sure, no problem. We will choose the image design that suits Mrs. Pei best," Jiang Jinfeng looked at Si Ran with a profound gaze.
This secretary really had the company’s best interests at heart, not the slightest disdain for Qiao Rui, even insisting on designing clothes for her, which is why he found her hard to refuse.
Qiao Rui warned him with her eyes not to cause trouble.
But Jiang Jinfeng just smiled, as if he had beco an underling for Si Ran.
"Ahem!" Qiao Rui cleared her throat. "Si Ran, let’s not bother, I don’t really like wearing such formal clothes, it feels too restrictive."
"That’s okay, mada, we can go with a casual style," Si Ran said softly.
Qiao Rui replied, "What I an is, it doesn’t suit ."
"Mada, have so confidence," Si Ran advised. "The president chose you, so you must have sothing unique."
Qiao Rui: "...."
Si Ran then said to Jiang Jinfeng, "Let’s start, Mr. Jiang."
"Alright then."
Jiang Jinfeng led Qiao Rui inside, and as soon as they entered the makeup room, he whispered, "What’s the plan?"
"Make it ordinary," said Qiao Rui.
"We’re probably going to wreck our studio’s reputation," Jiang Jinfeng imdiately got excited.
"You run an image design studio, not a plastic surgery clinic."
"The question is, don’t you have any idea what you look like?" Jiang Jinfeng looked at her helplessly, "It’s not easy to look ugly."
Qiao Rui raised an eyebrow.
Jiang Jinfeng said helplessly, "Especially for you, it’s too difficult."
Qiao Rui was distracted, still thinking about the evening banquet.
"May I say sothing?" Jiang Jinfeng said.
"Don’t beat around the bush, just say it."
"You’re so plain, without connections, how are you going to find your brother?"
Qiao Rui was stunned by Jiang’s blunt question, which seed to awaken her to a stark realization.
Looking as she did, it would indeed be difficult to build connections within the Qiao and Pei families.
Seeing that she took his point, Jiang Jinfeng went on, "You’re back in the Qiao Family now, and at the very least, you’re the wife personally chosen by Pei Liyan, in a lawful marriage with a certificate. You can fully capitalize on this status."
His words resonated in Qiao Rui’s ears, causing a great stir in her heart.
After pondering briefly, Qiao Rui had made up her mind and said, "Transformation requires gradual change."
"Don’t worry, I’ve got it covered!"
Half an hour later, Jiang Jinfeng pushed Qiao Rui out.
Si Ran took one look and slightly furrowed her brows, "Mr. Jiang, I’m sorry, but this look does not highlight our mada’s strengths; please re-design it."
Jiang Jinfeng wasn’t upset by Si Ran’s critique, in fact, he agreed with it, even feeling a sense of camaraderie.
This style was indeed a disservice to Goddess’s reputation.
These kinds of styles were a di a dozen.
Qiao Rui insisted on being so plain, completely obscuring any advantages.
"Miss Si, which part are you not satisfied with?" he still asked.
"Dissatisfied with everything," Si Ran replied. "Let’s do this, I will oversee the makeover."
Jiang Jinfeng was taken aback and looked at Qiao Rui.
Just as Qiao Rui was about to speak, Si Ran said, "Mada, I’m also acting on orders, sorry."
Si Ran didn’t give Qiao Rui a chance to speak, as if afraid she would, so she stepped forward, grabbed Qiao Rui’s wrist, and took her into the styling room.
Sitting in front of the mirror before anything had been done, Si Ran removed her glasses.
The mont Si Ran looked down, Qiao Rui’s eyes t hers, and she was stunned.
She saw eyes that were pitch-black and bright, clear as water, the contrast of black and white pristine, not a hint of impurity.
They held a kind warmth, her face might be plain, but eting her eyes made it hard to look away.
Si Ran was dazzled by Qiao Rui’s eyes, suddenly understood, and ca back to her senses, "Mada, you?"
Qiao Rui felt sowhat helpless; even during a brief interaction, she realized that Pei Liyan’s secretary was loyal, competent, and domineering.
She knew she couldn’t fool a clever person.
Qiao Rui tugged at her lips and decided to be frank, "Si Ran, can we talk?"
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