Qing Benqingchen

Chapter 1
"Don't wear bangs, just wear a simple bun and use this hairpin."

The face in the mirror has not been put on makeup yet, but it is already palpitatingly beautiful. The skin is smooth, the eyebrows are thick and slender, flying straight into the temples, the bridge of the nose is high but small and delicate, the eyes are almond-shaped, and the lips are pouting slightly. The bright red diamond shape, the smooth and charming jaw line, the slender and white neck, and the curved collarbone seem like a pool of autumn water, which is so moving that people dare not take a second look.

A plain white hand, like the tip of an onion, held a simple but exquisite sandalwood hairpin, and handed it to the person standing behind him.

The man hurriedly and carefully took it over, held his breath and gently inserted the hairpin into the thick black hair.

Shen Qingqing tilted her head slightly, looked in the mirror, and then nodded in satisfaction. She raised her chin, and the person beside her gently helped her take off the plaid tassel shawl on her shoulders, revealing that the Come in a red Chinese-style evening dress.

The simple off-the-shoulder style, the mermaid-like skirt, the color is as red as blood, but it is extremely festive, which is suitable for today's good day.

Shen Qingqing thought of the man's sweet words yesterday, and she couldn't help but smile at the corner of her mouth. The expression on her face was already very beautiful, but it became even more heart-pounding.

The stylist behind her was very familiar with her, even so, she couldn't help but take a slight breath in front of the happy and angry face in the mirror, and opened the cosmetic box after she calmed down.

I've been by her side for almost two years, but I still always look at this face in a daze. I don't know where Gu Changning got such good fortune to be her Shen Qingqing's fiancé.

She is the focus of the socialite circle in city A, every move, dress, has been disassembled by countless people, crushed, figured out and imitated.

Shen Qingqing said that black and white are popular this year, and the wardrobes of the ladies and ladies in the upper class must be full of these two colors. Whichever famous dress Shen Qingqing wears, the clothes of that store must be out of stock.

Those women were jealous and red-eyed, but imitated uncontrollably, and it became an endless hot topic in gossip tabloids.

Some people have said that Shen Qingqing has supported many tabloid media in one day in City A.

The lips were stained with rouge, the eyebrows were lightly brushed, and the cheeks were slightly dizzy. The makeup artist put down the lipstick and took a closer look at the face in the mirror, "Miss Shen, it's done."

Shen Qingqing let out a lazy "Yes", and glanced at the time, there was still an hour before the dinner, but Gu Changning hadn't come yet.

She frowned, "Give me a glass of lemonade."

Chang Ning is really busy these few days, even dating her is stuck on time, but today is different, today is not only the second anniversary of their relationship, but also their engagement anniversary...

After drinking some lemonade, wearing a shawl and closing her eyes, she suddenly heard the door of the dressing room being pushed open, and a female voice sounded a little arrogantly: "Who is she, I, Lu Shiyan, will still be afraid of her?"

Shen Qingqing is a frequent visitor to this VIP dressing room, as long as she comes, no one will dare to disturb her easily.

But Lu Shiyan, the daughter of the Lu family, is also a socialite who cannot be easily offended. The manager was already in a cold sweat, and followed behind Lu Shiyan with an uneasy expression on his face. From time to time, he stole glances at Shen Qingqing, for fear of offending this golden Buddha...

"You are Shen Qingqing?——you don't look very good." Lu Shiyan arrogantly cast a sideways glance at Shen Qingqing who was sitting there——she didn't turn around, because she was resting just now, she put on makeup The light in the room was dimmed, so Lu Shiyan could only see a vague silhouette.

She didn't turn around, because the light in the dressing room was dimmed because she was resting just now, so Lu Shiyan only saw a blurry half of her silhouette.

"It's fortunate that those people have praised you so highly..." Lu Shiyan snorted coldly, but she slandered a few words in her heart, thinking how beautiful she is, it's nothing more than mediocre, it seems that people are exaggerating.

Shen Qingqing took a water glass and lowered her head to drink water, as if she didn't hear it, but her expression was leisurely, her eyes were even slightly bent, and there was a faint smile on her face.

"Miss Lu, we have made arrangements for you over there. Do you want to go there now..." The manager wiped off his cold sweat, but couldn't help cursing inwardly, this young lady is really not on the stage, Babaer Those who come here to "compare beauty" are not looking for trouble!Fortunately, Ms. Shen generously didn't answer her words, otherwise, a lip service lawsuit would be inevitable...

Lu Shiyan was feeling proud at the moment, so she gave the manager face: "Well, then take me there..."

"Linda, my hair is messed up here, come and help me with it."

An extremely lazy but very moving female voice suddenly sounded, Lu Shiyan couldn't help turning around, but saw Shen Qingqing standing up slowly, the long skirt was pouring down like water, winding around her slender but graceful figure On the face, such a gorgeous red, but it can only make her skin whiter and whiter. Hold the little smile on her brow.

The black hair is like clouds and mist, but the piece above the ears is as thin as a cicada's wings, revealing the ears like snow. She just glanced at Lu Shiyan from the corner of her eyes, as if she was just a dressing room It's not worth her looking at a chair in the house.

The make-up artist hurriedly came forward to arrange her hair bun. Shen Qingqing leaned halfway in front of the mirror, in the shadow of thick eyelashes, she smiled angrily: "There is too much hair, it hurts my neck."

"Miss Shen, you have such good hair, I don't know how many people are envious..."

The two were chatting in low voices, and her melodious laughter could be heard from time to time, but Lu Shiyan couldn't say a word, she could only watch, she couldn't even take a deep breath.

It wasn't until Gu Changning came to pick up Shen Qingqing and went out for a long time that Lu Shiyan seemed to come back. Her complexion gradually turned white, she bit her lip and lowered her eyebrows in silence. After a long time, she stomped heavily, turned and ran out.

But the crowd never talked about it too much. Lu Shiyan was not the first person who brought shame upon herself, nor would she be the last. Over the years, they have seen quite a few such dramas.

"Why did you come here so late?" Shen Qingqing frowned slightly, but when she saw the thin layer of sweat on Gu Changning's brows, her heart softened, she just asked a little, and then took a tissue to give him a sigh of relief. Wipe off the sweat.

As soon as she approached, there was an extremely elegant and sweet fragrance. The fragrance penetrated into his heart, but it made the thirst in his throat thicker, while the heavy haze in his heart piled up like a mountain.

He stepped back a little without showing any trace, Qingqing's hand paused, and Xinghe had doubts in his eyes: "Changning?"

Her fingertips were as warm and cool as jade, such a familiar touch made Gu Changning's heart shrink, and he couldn't help but feel a soreness.

He once regarded her like a pearl and a treasure, and never thought that there would be a disappointment today.

But thinking of that person's incomparably weak appearance with tears in his eyes, Gu Changning's heart hardened little by little.

(End of this chapter)