After being thrown into the crazy literature, the author turned over a new leaf

Chapter 8 You'd better not be honest

Feng Sichen wanted to say something else, but after meeting her gaze, he fell silent.

He turned sideways and said to the person next to him, "Take her to put on makeup."

Everything was arranged, and Si Nian followed the arrangements.

She sat obediently in the chair and did whatever the makeup artist asked her to do. She was very cooperative.

Elsewhere, Feng Sichen was reading a financial magazine.

As they were applying makeup, they started chatting.

"I was nervous at the beginning." The makeup artist was now applying base makeup to Si Nian and then moving on to contouring.

"Why?" Si Nian asked casually.

The makeup artist dipped the brush into the powder and patted it twice to make it even. "When I was doing makeup for Young Master Feng's female companions before, they kept finding faults and refused to cooperate. You are different from them."

When Si Nian heard the word "female companion", her mind was a little confused. She wanted to say something, but when it came to her lips, she couldn't utter a word.

I am not Feng Sichen’s “female companion” in the strict sense.

The makeup artist later talked about a lot of gossip about Feng Sichen, and the content was almost the same as what was circulating in the circle.

Feng Sichen is well-known in the circle for being a playful person. Other people have two or three women at most, but he has seven at once. Each of these seven people is extremely beautiful, but the most puzzling person among them is.

As everyone knows, Feng Sichen's seven female companions are divided into different levels. The higher the level, the more stunning they are. The first one is He Qiaoxi, the daughter of the He family. She has both money and fame.

But such a person is just one of Young Master Feng’s many “female companions”, even though she ranks first.

The makeup artist said it cryptically, but Si Nian understood it. She said, "I can't compare to those seven people who are certain to win, and I don't plan to compare, so."

We are all smart people, there is no need to make things too clear.

The reason why the makeup artist wanted to say so much was so that she could find people around Feng Sichen and ask them to say a few good words so that she could also share in the joy.

After the last step, the makeup artist took a step back. She looked at Si Nian in the mirror and smiled. "I've done makeup for many people, but you're the first one who didn't do it with any complicated thoughts."

Si Nian also smiled and said, "Thank you, the makeup looks great, I like it very much."

The self in the mirror seemed to have been reborn. Si Nian was now really proud of her makeup skills.

Others have a complete makeover, magnifying their strengths and minimizing their weaknesses, but for me, I probably just cover up blemishes.

After changing her makeup, she started to style her hair. After all that work, Si Nian was shocked when she looked at herself in the mirror.

Is this really me?

The makeup artist came over to look at it and said, "Ms. Si, just now you said you couldn't compare to those seven people. Now it seems that you were too modest."

Si Nian: “······” She didn’t know what to say, she just felt it was very mysterious.

"Ms. Si, many people are flocking to Young Master Feng," makeup artist Xu Lan paused for a moment before walking closer and whispering, "You can't miss this opportunity, so make the most of it."

Xu Lan looked at Si Nian meaningfully.

It's just an attempt anyway, so let's place the bet on Si Nian.

Xu Lan has been in the workplace for many years and has developed a keen eye.

Si Nian paused slightly, then walked away again.

She pushed open the door and walked out, and the person sitting on the sofa finally raised his head when he heard the sound.

The look in Feng Sichen's eyes was no longer concealed. He stared at her as she approached step by step. "Boss Feng, I'm fine." Si Nian said.

This time she came out, she was calm and confident, unlike before when she was shy and shy.

What Xu Lan said was right. Feng Sichen was a popular guy, and it was hard for people passing by not to have some thoughts about him. And I was not a particularly noble, pure, honest, simple-minded person.

That night, Si Nian took the initiative to send a message to Feng Sichen because some ideas in her mind were changing - she wanted to borrow support from Feng Sichen to suppress Zhang Tiancheng.

However, she soon regretted it.

If I took advantage of this east wind, I would undoubtedly escape from the tiger's mouth and fall into the wolf's mouth, and fall into it according to his wishes.

Feng Sichen is no less dangerous than Zhang Tiancheng. In some ways, the reason why I’m in trouble is thanks to him.

However, decisions are not like content on WeChat and can be withdrawn within a certain period of time.

Si Nian took a risk and fell into Feng Sichen's trap. As for how the future will develop, it is unknown.

Under the chandelier in the center, Si Nian looked like a fairy or a princess, making people happier the more they looked at her.

Her facial features are soft and not aggressive, and paired with her white lace dress, she looks more easy-going and cute, like a flower bud about to bloom in the early morning.

"Yeah." Feng Sichen put down the magazine uncomfortably and stood up.

"Can we go to the banquet next?" Si Nian asked.

After all the trouble, it’s already past four o’clock.

Feng Sichen glanced at Si Nian and said, "I haven't picked out the shoes yet."

"No, it's in my hand," Si Nian shook the bag in her hand, "The heels are too high, it's not convenient for me to wear them, so I plan to change them at the banquet."

"I don't believe in your aesthetic taste." Feng Sichen's gaze moved back to Si Nian again.

After hearing this, she immediately took out the high heels from the bag and said, "Don't worry, this is what my best friend picked for me. It's definitely good-looking."

What she said is true. Judging from the style, it’s okay.

This pair of shoes was given to her by Jiang Tiantian. They were Valentino shoes and cost more than 10,000 yuan. She bought them without blinking an eye. Si Nian immediately became a lackey: "Wow, it's so great to be the best friend of my Princess Tiantian!"

At that time, in addition to buying shoes for her, she also bought her bags. She would buy Chanel bags worth thirty or forty thousand yuan without blinking an eye.

Yes, Jiang Tiantian is a real rich woman.

"If you find it inconvenient, why do you choose high heels?" Feng Sichen asked.

Si Nian replied: "To match you."

Feng Sichen: “…”

He turned around and looked at Si Nian with a probing look in his eyes.

"What I mean is that you are too tall. If I am not tall enough, I can use shoes to make up for it. Besides, I don't find it inconvenient. What's more, it is quite beautiful." Si Nian's words were well-reasoned and seemed convincing.

The person next to him: Uh, so frank? Why don't you dress yourself up a bit, being too frank can make people nervous.

Feng Sichen continued to look at Si Nian with an inquiring look, and finally, he said, "Whatever."

After all, her legs were long, and Feng Sichen's one step was twice or three steps slower than his boss's. She had no choice but to grab the corner of his clothes. This time, he looked at her with an unclear look again.

"Mr. Feng, could you walk slower? I can't keep up." Si Nian raised his head and looked at Feng Sichen sincerely again.

(End of this chapter)