Mr. Xi only married but not in love

Jing Yu, who has gone through many twists and turns, is no longer. Although she has no friends besides Tang Man, who is as close as her sister, but friends can meet and make friends without equal status and status, but there is absolutely no good friend. It is necessary to constantly seek each other. Help, and there is nothing in return in the short term.

How can there be such a stupid person in this world, even if Xun Yanheng is sincere, Jing Yu can't pass the test in his own heart, there is no way to keep asking for it, and there will be a sense of guilt in his heart, layer upon layer.

She treated Xun Yanheng as a friend, more as a boss, a boss.

He invests in her and returns to him when she gets better.

Xun Yanheng didn't know what Jing Yu was thinking, when the doorbell rang outside.

Jing Yu moved: "I'll go and open the door."

"it is good."

When Jing Yu opened the door, he saw the people outside standing up straight, dumbfounded, their eyes staring like copper bells.

"... Mrs. Xi!?"

When Jing Yu heard this word, he frowned slightly: "It's me, I'm not a ghost, I'm alive."

There was news that she had 'died' all over the place. It is estimated that the little girl in front of her was frightened by her.

She looked quite young, dressed like a student, probably a student who came out to work.

"You can call me Jing Yu."

Now she no longer wants to have anything to do with Xi Beiyu.

It will make her feel strongly disgusted.

Jing Yu took a few steps back to let the little girl in, and walked ahead first, knowing that the little girl had been sizing her up.

"Hey, why are you here, Siqi, didn't your assistant bring you something?"

"Brother Heng." Zhang Siwei carried a heavy box and put it on the tea table on the sofa, and communicated with Xun Yanheng naturally: "I heard from the assistant that Brother Heng asked for these things, so I came to see Heng out of curiosity. Brother is playing something fun again, so I stopped by to grab a meal, and I have been eating takeaways recently, and I have gained a few pounds."

"And it's not delicious. After eating it, Brother Heng still makes it delicious."

Jing Yu went back to the room.

As soon as he left, Zhang Siqi moved closer to Xun Yanheng's side, scraped Xun Yanheng with his small arm, and stared at the closed door: "Why is Mrs. Xi here? Doesn't it mean that everyone has fallen into the sea..."

"In the future, she may not be called Jing Yu, nor will she be called Mrs. Xi again." Xun Yanheng opened the box and looked at it, then handed it to Zhang Siqi: "Please try on her makeup, she is going to a funeral in two days At the scene, don't let people recognize her."

"Don't worry about this, leave it to me...to ensure the completion of the mission, I will go there now!!!"

Xun Yanheng was going to tell Zhang Siqi again, after all, she was notoriously difficult to deal with, and she was not willing to do it every time, but now she looked eager to try, which was quite different from the previous one, what's going on?

Jing Yu thought that their acquaintances would talk for a long time when they met, so he picked up a book on the sofa in the room and started to read it. After reading for a while, the door knocked, Zhang Siqi poked half of his head into the door, eyes Glowing.

"Sister Jing, may I come in?"

Jing Yu closed the book and nodded: "Yes."

Zhang Siqi carried the heavy box into the door, and put it on the small tea table in front of her, which shook.

"Sister Jing, don't worry, my makeup is top-notch. It may be faked to the point of real ones. It's definitely not a joke, and it won't hurt. When you go to the scene, no one will recognize you at all." Zhang Siqi opened the box , which are full of various cosmetics and some weird things.

No ordinary makeup artist.

Zhang Siqi tried on Jing Yu's makeup, Jing Yu paused and asked, "Are you a special effects makeup artist?"

"Bingo! The answer is correct!" Zhang Siqi held the makeup brush, her eyes were full of joy, and her youthful and youthful spirit rushed to her face.

Jing Yu could feel it, and asked, "Are you studying, working part-time?"

"..." Zhang Siqi choked for a moment: "No, it's been three years since I graduated, and all these have been melted away. When I get older, I can develop in the direction of tenderness."

In private, Zhang Siqi usually dresses up very student-like.

He has no scruples in front of Xun Yanheng, but if he had known earlier that the person he served today was Jing Yu, he would definitely, definitely not dress up in such a student-like way, and would be more dignified and prudent, trying to give a good image to the role model.

"Don't look at me like this. I'm usually very steady, and I never escape like this. Don't get me wrong, role model."

"A role model?" Jing Yu tilted his head, thinking he had heard wrong.

Zhang Siqi's face became hot, and she was extremely embarrassed at once, scratching her cheek with her hands: "Yes, you are my role model in my student days, and my friends and I really like the works you design, and we will admire them for a long time every time, and you also make bold predictions. You must be a very, very powerful designer in the future, and you will definitely be able to shine in the fashion industry!"

Jing Yu didn't know that she had quit the design world long ago, yet there were still people who worshiped her.

She lowered her eyes slightly: "Thanks to your great love, I am not qualified to be your role model."

"Who said, you are very good. We like every piece of work you designed, which gave us a lot of motivation, and we also love our work even more, and we are determined to embark on the special effects industry. You really encouraged me a lot."

It's a pity that Jing Yu didn't appear in the entertainment industry, let alone in the fashion industry, and they didn't have any chance to meet each other.

She could only see Jing Yu's news on social software, but she never believed those strange news.

I used to admire people when I was a student, because I got to know Jing Yu seriously, knowing her character, her three views, and how she behaved, how could she do those outrageous things.

Seeing Jing Yu again now, Zhang Siqi just feels very happy, like a fan feels when meeting an idol.

Makeup is extraordinarily serious and diligent.

"Okay, sister, you can see if it fits. If you think it's not suitable, I'll change it again."

In front of Jing Yu was a small mirror.

The self in the mirror is quite different from her previous appearance. She usually wears makeup but only changes her temperament. Her face is still the same, but after Zhang Siqi's hands, she can hardly recognize her own face. There is a very strange feeling.

After staring at it for a long time, she realized that the person in the mirror was herself.

A very ordinary, very ordinary face with a little yellow skin, a very popular face, the kind that no one would take a second look if thrown in the crowd.

Going to a funeral with such a face is sure not to attract anyone's attention.

Even Xi Beiyu couldn't recognize him.