Qian Yan

Chapter 22 Saving Her Life
"Yan Weiran, you wait for me, I will never end with you!"

"Of course it's not over, you have to pay for my signboard!" Seeing Zhang Yuman fleeing and disappearing, Yan Weiran spat at her back.

Wei Zexi laughed from the side, and said, "Okay, okay, I'll pay for the signboard for you!"

"No, I'll fight her to the death!" Yan Weiran heaved a sigh of relief, put away the phone, and looked up at Wei Zexi in embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I made you laugh."

"It's nothing, after all, being brave is my only good quality." As if to prove this point, Wei Zexi went to straighten the flower stand first, and then put the smashed flowers under the steps.

Yan Weiran bought a can of paint remover online, and added a shipping fee to get the seller to ship it as soon as possible.When she put down her phone, she saw Wei Zexi taking off the painted signboard and moving it into the house.The signboard was very heavy, and she couldn't move it no matter what with her strength, but he was able to push the door with one hand and carry the signboard with the other, and casually lifted it in.

At a critical moment, a man - even a man she has always spurned, is really useful.

Although Yan Weiran felt that he was a scumbag emotionally, he still thanked him gratefully: "Thank you this time, for keeping my store at the most critical moment."

"It's just a little effort." Wei Zexi proudly showed a handsome expression.

"But I may not be able to invite you in for tea. I'm going to do makeup for a big show in the evening, and it's almost 05:30 now..."

"I know, Feuillage, they also sent me an invitation card." Wei Zexi clenched his fist and raised his hand, coughing lightly in front of his mouth, "I'm not familiar with Shanghai, I'm afraid I can't find a place, I saw that the chief makeup artist is you , I just wanted to stop by to see if I could go with you, so as not to make a mistake."

Yan Weiran wanted to ask him, is your navigation okay? You couldn't find such a big exhibition hall, but you found me, a small studio?
Besides, we're not really acquaintances, are we?The supper before seemed to be a bad meal.

But at any rate, he just helped him resolve a big dispute, so she only hesitated for a second or two before saying, "Then I'll take the makeup box, let's go there together."

It was getting late, but fortunately the exhibition hall was not far away, there was not much traffic on the road, and Wei Zexi was driving very fast.

In the confined space, the atmosphere was quiet, which made Yan Weiran feel a little uncomfortable.Wei Zexi glanced at her and asked, "By the way, who was that woman just now? Why did she bully you?"

"I called her sister before." Yan Weiran propped his chin and looked out of the car window with a depressed face, "Her mother is also my teacher, Zhang Sizhao."

Wei Zexi obviously didn't know anything about the makeup industry, so he just said "Oh" when he heard the name.

"My teacher has been doing makeup for many years, and she is the queen makeup artist of many top stars and celebrities. Later, she won an international award and was invited to go to Hollywood to do the styling of a blockbuster film. She took me and her daughter Zhang Yuman there, Let us follow her to learn the best styling ideas in the world." Yan Weiran sighed lightly, and said, "It's a pity that after Zhang Yuman arrived in the United States, he met a bunch of gangsters, racing cars and fighting, causing trouble every day. The teacher put After she was taken out of the police station a few times, her living expenses were cut off, but she actually stole and sold the teacher's wedding ring!"

"Steal her mother's wedding ring and sell it? You're an asshole!"

"Well, the teacher questioned her after she found out, Zhang Yuman pushed her down the steps in a panic, and ran away by herself. The teacher was so angry that she must teach her a lesson when she came back, but we never saw Zhang Yu again Man...she didn't come back until the teacher passed away and was buried."

"Raising this kind of daughter is worse than raising a pig!" Wei Zexi slapped the steering wheel, filled with righteous indignation, "Then, what's the formula she mentioned?"

Yan Weiran pursed her lips for a moment of silence before saying: "The teacher has made a lot of achievements in the field of makeup and styling over the years, so she has researched a formula for skin care products, the most important of which is a formula for face cream. She has trial-produced some and sent I tried it on a few celebrities, and the results were well received. At that time, many cosmetic brands were tempted by the news and were willing to buy this formula at a high price, but before the teacher could choose a partner, something happened to her, and she died in the end.”

"So now you have the recipe?" Wei Zexi asked casually.

"The formula..." Yan Weiran sighed and said, "According to the teacher's will, I can't give it to Zhang Yuman now."

"If it were me, I wouldn't let you hand it over to that kind of person." He thought about it and asked again, "Then, has your teacher left a will for the final decision on how to dispose of this formula?"

Yan Weiran hesitated for a moment, but did not answer.

Wei Zexi didn't ask any more questions, and just said, "So you're in serious trouble now, and that octopus will definitely not let it go."

"Zhang Yuman." Yan Weiran corrected him, "But I'm not afraid of her, but... the people behind her."

"So, she still has someone to back her up?"

Yan Weiran nodded.

She didn't tell him how strong those two people's desire to get this formula was, and they even made her almost die in a foreign country in order to plot it.

"If you need it, feel free to come to me." Wei Zexi said generously, "I'll add you on WeChat later, and I'll leave you a phone number too!"

Yan Weiran nodded: "Okay, thank you."

But in fact, it was the same as last time, she didn't even take out her mobile phone, Wei Zexi rolled her eyes speechlessly, and turned her head away in secret depression.

I'm so out of my mind, I rushed to come here with a hot face and a cold butt.

"Then what, Ms. Yan, I came to you today mainly because of another matter." Wei Zexi cleared his throat and said, "Since you have repeatedly refused to cooperate with me, do you want to accept a private commission?"

"Then I didn't ask..." Yan Weiran, who was still having a headache about this month's rent, bit his tongue and said, "It depends on what you entrusted."

"I wanted to take my sister to the show today, but when my sister saw the models in the brochure, she lost control of her emotions and almost smashed the mirror at home because she... Unsatisfactory appearance."

Yan Weiran looked at Wei Zexi's side profile, his facial features were well-proportioned and exquisite, his face shape and bones were fine, his younger sister probably wouldn't be unattractive.Even if the skin is not good, you should be able to hire a nursing expert or simply go to laser skin rejuvenation. How can you lose control of your emotions to the point where you want to smash the mirror?
Could it be... Yan Weiran thought of the little sister who appeared with him in the pharmacy at the night market, and thought, Another little sister?

However, would this kind of person find an unattractive girl as his sister?
Seeing that she was looking at him with strange eyes and not speaking, Wei Zexi was also puzzled: "What kind of eyes are you? My sister really broke down. You are a makeup artist with such good skills, can't you help her?"

Yan Weiran said: "It's ok, isn't this similar to how I give makeup to people? I charge for the time, and I promise to make her glow 24 hours a day. The price is self-restraint, and there is nothing wrong with it."

"Tsk... my sister..." Wei Zexi frowned, flicking his fingers on the steering wheel irritably, "She's in a special situation, you'll know it when you meet her."

"Can I see you tonight?"

"Of course not! She is lying on the bed and crying bitterly." Wei Zexi sighed, "Hurry up, I hope you can save my sister's life."

(End of this chapter)