Chief Emperor's lovely wife

After hesitating for a while, Ai Jia finally held back, and led Jiang Xiaotong into the dressing room without asking anything.

Earlier, through Si Muya's introduction, Jiang Xiaotong learned that Ai Jia learned makeup and styling since she was a teenager, and she once won an international award.

Immediately, her admiration was beyond words.

You must know that Jiang Xiaotong's goal is to hold a global touring exhibition of his paintings.

Ai Jia's learning to do modeling is the same as her drawing in elementary school.

We must start from the most basic, accumulate bit by bit, and keep learning.

Therefore, Ai Jia, an internationally renowned stylist, is equivalent to her successful predecessors.

Jiang Xiaotong suddenly became talkative, chatting with Ai Jia non-stop.

In Ai Jia's heart, she couldn't resist Jiang Xiaotong, a lively and cute little girl who had no plans at all, and the two gradually became acquainted.

Coupled with Si Muya's face, naturally Ai Jia personally puts on Jiang Xiaotong's makeup.

Simuya was waiting outside the dressing room, so without him affecting his mind this time, Ai Jia's discomfort quickly subsided.

While she was doing isolation and priming for Jiang Xiaotong's facial skin, she chatted casually:
"Your skin is very good, and the makeup fits very well. What kind of makeup style do you usually like?"

Generally, most of the teenage ladies from aristocratic families have their own set of morals about dressing themselves.

So as usual, Ai Jia asked Jiang Xiaotong for his opinion on makeup matching in advance.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Xiaotong acted like a layman, and said, "I've never done makeup before, Sister Ai Jia, you can play freely, I trust you."

never wear makeup...

Ai Jia couldn't help being surprised when she heard the words: "Don't you even attend the banquet at home?"

"Participate, but Thunder doesn't allow me to make up."

In her heart, she took it for granted that Lei Ting was the same as Mommy, and that she looked better without makeup.

She didn't know that President Lei wouldn't let her wear makeup, and even let her go to the banquet in her school uniform.private!Heart!

"Thunder?"

The thunder in Xiaotong's mouth could not be that man who is like the top of a pyramid, noble and unattainable.

As if to confirm, Ai Jia glanced at Jiang Xiaotong in the mirror, "You belong to President Lei of Shengteng International..."

"He's my husband."

Ai Jia originally wanted to talk about her sister, but was interrupted by Jiang Xiaotong.

As if afraid that she would not believe it, Jiang Xiaotong immediately added:

"Daddy and Mommy have always said that I will be the daughter-in-law of the Lei family sooner or later."

So Jiang Xiaotong is the well-protected adopted daughter of the Lei family who has never been exposed in front of the media.

That little princess from the Lei family? !
Ai Jia looked at Jiang Xiaotong's watery eyes that were not stained by sophistication.

No wonder.

Thunder, this name represents the youngest cutting-edge strength in the business world.

It is said that he is three points more cunning than a fox, five inches more venomous than a snake, and his frequent ups and downs are enough to affect the economic and investment trends of domestic and foreign business circles.

It is rumored that he is vigorous and ruthless, but he is the only one who loves the little princess of the Lei family to the apex of his heart.

With the favor of such a domineering and arrogant person, she can be said to have everything.

Naturally, Jiang Xiaotong didn't need to dress up early like Miss Bie's, traveling through the sophisticated aristocratic circles, sometimes for the benefit of the family, or flattery for a better future.

"Then do you like President Lei?"

"I have liked it since I was a child."

Jiang Xiaotong almost blurted it out, and she was a little embarrassed for her bluntness after she finished speaking.

Fortunately, Ai Jia seemed to be thinking about other things, so she didn't ask further.

Half an hour later, Ai Jia finished makeup for Jiang Xiaotong.

Ai Jia, who has always been confident in her craftsmanship and is used to seeing all kinds of beauties, also lost her mind for a moment when she saw Jiang Xiaotong who had finished her makeup.

If Jiang Xiaotong without makeup is as beautiful as Qingshui hibiscus, she is delicate and cute.

Then, after Ai Jia's more detailed modification, the advantages of her facial features will be highlighted.

The skin is as condensed as snow, the watery eyes are rippling, the arch of the Qiong nose is perfectly straight, and the cherry lips are painted with pink lip gloss, which looks springy and delicious.

The eye shadow on the big eyes is lightly swept, the eye sockets are deep, and there is a slight frown and frown between movements, adding a touch of charming style, full of intoxication.

Ai Jia praised sincerely: "Xiao Tong, you look even more beautiful after you put on makeup."

Jiang Xiaotong looked at herself in the mirror, she felt that Sister Ai Jia was really skillful, she liked it very much.

As if remembering something, she suddenly stood up and took Ai Jia's arm, saying:
"Sister Ai Jia, after the college entrance examination in two months, it will be my 18-year-old coming-of-age ceremony. Then I will ask you to help me transform again, okay?"

"Do you want to show President Lei?" Seeing Jiang Xiaotong nodding happily, Ai Jia readily agreed, "No problem."

After that, Ai Jia took Jiang Xiaotong out of the dressing room and handed him over to Simuya.

When Simuya saw Jiang Xiaotong who had taken on a new look, his peach blossom eyes lit up. After thanking Ai Jia, he left with Jiang Xiaotong in his arms.

Ai Jia looked at Jiang Xiaotong who was still struggling against Simuya's approach after walking away, and Simuya's arm that was forcibly placed on Jiang Xiaotong's shoulder.

The knot in her heart became tighter and tighter.

She knew Simuya too well, in his eyes, the easier things to get, the more dismissive they would be.

The more difficult it is, the more he will do everything he can to win it.

Jiang Xiaotong is what he must have...

eight pm.

No matter how reluctant Jiang Xiaotong was, Simuya took her to the top Century Palace Banquet Hall in Z City, which was also the place where Lei Ting brought her to Mucheng's wedding a few days ago.

"Why is it here again?!"

As soon as Jiang Xiaotong stepped here, she remembered the day she attended the wedding, she was unlucky enough to meet such a wonderful person as Simuya.

This place is simply her nightmare.

Simuya thought this was the place where he reunited with the little guy.

He hooked the corners of his lips happily, bent his arms, and motioned Jiang Xiaotong to help him.

Jiang Xiaotong curled his lips, ignored him, and walked in by himself.

But he forgot that his feet were not ordinary flat shoes, the eight centimeter crystal high-heeled shoes were so powerful that Jiang Xiaotong fell into Simuya's arms.

"It turns out that you like to be closer to me, little sweet girl." Simuya's peach-blossom eyes were sinister, and her long arms directly wrapped around Jiang Xiaotong's shoulders, leading her into the room with a half hug and half hug.

Jiang Xiaotong was hurt by that sprained ankle, slandering Simuya as a shameless narcissist in his heart, leaning on his shoulder and walking in.

This time the gala was held in the form of charity, when Jiang Xiaotong and Simuya entered the arena, a master of ceremonies came over and put a wrist flower with her name on her left wrist.

The master of ceremonies told them that all the men at the banquet will vote for the three most attractive women, and everyone will bid for the right to be the first backup dancer, and all the money will be donated to charity organizations to build dance classrooms for poor children.

Jiang Xiaotong saw that the name tag on the wristband was well-made, with her name clearly engraved on it, it didn't look like it was made off-the-shelf.

"How did they know my name?"

Simuya couldn't help but smile when she heard what she was talking to herself.

It's stupid enough.

Except for the banquets held by Lei's old house, Jiang Xiaotong never takes her to any kind of banquets.

So I didn't know that when the charity dinner was prepared in advance, the organizer would send invitations to the guests in advance.

At the same time, for the convenience of temporarily adding activities, it is also customary to ask about the female companions brought by the guests.

She had no idea that she had been targeted by Simuya as his dance partner for several days.

As soon as Jiang Xiaotong and Simuya entered the arena, they were surrounded by several company bosses.

The people present were either rich or noble, but whether they were officials or businessmen, they were all willing to have a relationship with Si Muya, the governor's special assistant and political upstart.

However, Si Muya always treats everyone with a careless and unrestrained appearance, which makes people unpredictable, and no one dares to talk casually to make friends.

So the seemingly docile and harmless Jiang Xiaotong, who was like a simple little sheep, became the object of everyone's fawning.

Especially those who came in with Simuya holding Jiang Xiaotong in their arms, toasted one by one, and then drank it all by themselves without her drinking.

A group of people who were ten years older than her, all respectful to her, did not dare to offend her, let alone persuade her to drink.

So Jiang Xiaotong carried the glass of wine that he took when he entered the door, and after the cutscene, the glass of wine was still intact in his hand.

"Huh, I'm exhausted."

Taking advantage of Simuya being surrounded by several beauties, Jiang Xiaotong took advantage of the gap and slipped to the corner of the banquet hall to sneak away.

She was sitting weakly on the casual sofa in the corner, her high-heeled feet were so painful and numb that she didn't feel like she was her own anymore.

Wearing such high heels for the first time in history, it is too painful.

"Jiang Xiaotong?!"

Jiang Xiaotong lowered his head and drooped his sore legs, and suddenly heard a sweet and greasy sound at the top of his head, and when he looked up, he saw Qiao Xiaowan in a white dress, like a blooming white lotus.

Qiao Xiaowan asked softly, "Xiao Tong, did you come with Brother Lei Ting?"

As he spoke, his eyes wandered around Jiang Xiaotong, seeing that Lei Ting was nowhere to be seen, disappointment flashed across his eyes.

Jiang Xiaotong has always been the most vindictive person, he didn't forget that Qiao Bailian sneaked into Lei Ting's room to watch Lei Ting take a shower when he was giving him extra lessons a few days ago, he glanced over his head, as if he didn't see him, and ignored her.

Qiao Xiaowan obviously didn't intend to just let it go.

She looked at Jiang Xiaotong with a smile, "I went to participate in the college debate competition on behalf of Z University these days, so I haven't had time to go to Lei's house to give you extra lessons, but now that the competition is over, I will continue to go after school every day from tomorrow The Lei family will give you extra lessons."

Dead white lotus, why is she so thick-skinned.

She was caught peeking at Lei Ting taking a bath, and she still had the face to go to her house.

Jiang Xiaotong glared at her, "No need! I already have a tutor."

"Xiao Tong, you haven't forgotten that let's make a bet. If you don't get into Z University, you can keep your word and call me sister-in-law..."

"You should die, I will definitely be admitted to Z University!"

Jiang Xiaotong put down these words, got up and left.

She didn't want to say another word to this dead white lotus who loves to pretend.

She didn't want to be grabbed by Qiao Xiaowan as soon as she stood up, and she shook off without even thinking about it, "Qiao Xiaowan, you can't stop."

Qiao Xiaowan was thrown by her, and she took a few steps back in inertia. She glanced at the wine table behind her, her lips turned cold, she took a few more steps on purpose, and then fell down.

"what--"

The light music in the banquet hall was melodious, and was instantly pierced by sudden screams.

Everyone turned their heads one after another, and saw that the table with drinks at the corner was knocked down, the wine glasses and bottles were broken, and the wine splashed on the Italian hand-woven carpet, forming a wet trace

And Qiao Xiaowan, who knocked over the wine table, was about to fall on the shattered glass.

Jiang Xiaotong subconsciously wanted to pull her, but Qiao Xiaowan screamed and avoided sideways. Afterwards, she saw Qiao Xiaowan fall firmly to the ground with her own eyes, and pressed her hand on the glass slag.

When it landed, tears flowed from that weak white lotus face.

Jiang Xiaotong just gave her a light shake, it was impossible to hit the table at that distance, let alone fall so badly.

She looked at Qiao Xiaowan whose palms were bleeding continuously on the ground, and couldn't help but be speechless.

This woman is really hardworking, but I don't know what is the purpose of her cruel trick?