Spouse selection standard [wearing book]

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The current situation in Tianyu has stabilized, but the industry has shrunk by more than half.

From a first-class family company's former leader in S City to a third-rate enterprise in an instant, this means that S City is reshuffled.

Thus, there was a business gathering.

"Female companion? Tomorrow?"

Xia Yu'an sat up, taking two steps, and muttered: "It's a bit hurry." She glanced at Meng Xiyue, who was upright and rigorous, and stretched out her hand to press the page that the other party was reading. Duzui complained: "Next time in this situation, you must call me three days in advance."

Meng Xiyue raised her eyes: "Huh?"

Seeing her beautiful eyebrows with puzzles, Xia Yuan grunted: " My dress hasnt been selected yet, and the hair stylist hasnt decided yet. The point is that the weather is dry these days, and I havent gone to the beauty salon to take care of it.

Meng Xiyue carefully glanced at Xia Yuan, her expression flat and serious: You Now

I am very beautiful." Xia Yuan was in a good mood all of a sudden, smiled, and sat next to Meng Xiyue: "There is Xi Shi in the eyes of my lover, I must be the most beautiful in your eyes, although I am very Beautiful, but at the banquet, I will be the most beautiful one."

Meng Xiyue: "..."

She glanced at Xia Yu'an, who was full of warfare next to her, and she raised her white chin slightly, with her eyelashes lightly resting on her eyelids. , Like a arrogant queen about to set off.

Meng Xiyue was silent for a moment, and asked cooperatively: "Why?"

Xia Yuan raised her legs, tucked her hair, and glanced at Meng Xiyue, who is rigorous and indifferent in her daily work. These elites, but as female companions, beautiful supporting scenes, this is our battlefield."

"Even the strands of hair must be exquisite."

Thinking of this, Xia Yu'an picked up the phone and started contacting the hairdresser, this barber shop She often goes there. It is a VIP customer there. It is still possible to book a stylist in advance.

After the phone call, Xia Yu'an began to order the dress. The order was indeed late at this time, but the new dresses on the market were enough to support the scene.

Make-up artists must also be contacted, and beauty salons must also be booked.

Xia Yu'an kept busy. If it was in the past, she wouldn't have to do it personally, but there was no way, now the time is too rush.

After the phone call, Xia Yu'an glanced at the time. It was past nine oclock and said, I have to hurry up and apply a mask.

After speaking , he rushed upstairs . After walking no two steps, he turned back and pulled a little. The dazed Meng Xiyue said, "You also come and apply a mask with me."

"Don't rely on the skin's good foundation, it won't take care of it, and when you get older, you will grow old quickly."

When this was said, Xia Yu'an laughed. He jokingly said: "Don't be beautiful when the time comes, you will be old, Meng Xiyue."

Then, Xia Yu'an felt his hand tight, and when he tilted his head, he saw Meng Xiyue's eyes down, her expression faint.

Xia Yu'an suppressed the smile on her lips and began to soothe, "No matter what you look like, I still like you the most."

Meng Xiyue didn't squint, her beautiful slender fingertips on Xia Yu'an's hands were slightly hot. : "Reserved."

Xia Yu'an stuck to her, holding Meng Xiyue's arm, and said with a smile: "I don't want it."