Spare Me, Cold Uncle

Chapter 11 - Ugly Duckling Becoming a White Swan

Forget it, it's just a banquet. "Then hurry up. I'm going to sleep well."

Ah Xi shook his head speechlessly. There was actually a girl who wanted to make him look ugly at the same time. This girl was very special.

Shui Qingmo was really asleep. She was too tired from last night, so she didn't have enough rest for the entire morning.

"Wake up, your makeup is done, Mr. Mei is here." A low male voice sounded by his ear and Shui Qingmo was shaken awake. He frowned and opened his eyes: "Is it done?"

"You can put on this evening dress."

Shui Qingmo looked at the blue gown that Ah Xi was holding in his hand, and his eyes shone: "You want me to wear this?" So beautiful.

"Yes."

"Mr. Mei's idea?"

"Yes."

"Where is he?" Wasn't Mei Mutian here?

"Here." As expected, the man was quietly sitting on the leather sofa, holding a fashion magazine in his hand. A set of black, handmade, and casual suit fit him even better. Shui Qingmo pursed her lips, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Mei."

"Go change into your dress and leave in ten minutes." Mei Mutian looked at the girl who had a completely new appearance. He had delicate makeup, her straight hair was braided into countless thin braids and tied into a ponytail. It was fresh and special, suitable for the eighteen year old girl.

Thinking about how she would have to follow such a handsome guy to attend a banquet, she was more or less a little excited. After all, in her entire life, she had never entered a banquet like a banquet in the upper class. It must be interesting, so she was curious.

Blinking, she nodded at him. "I'll go change it." Her school uniform did not match up with the exquisite makeup and hair style on her face. On the contrary, it looked a bit comical.

Ah Xi handed the gown over to his little sister. He was a man, so it would naturally be inconvenient for him to help Shui Qingmo change into the attire.

In the gigantic and luxurious locker room, with mirrors on all four sides, the little sister took out the matching undergarments, which were actually the same color as the evening gown, and which couldn't be seen through at all. looked around and couldn't help but frown, "How much does this evening gown cost? Ten or twenty thousand? "

The little sister giggled. "Not only that."

"Ah?" "Then how much do you need?" Ten to twenty thousand was something that she could only earn a year. However, from what she had heard from her younger sister, she could not even earn a year's worth of money for this evening gown.

"It seems to be more than eighty thousand."

Frightening, Mei Mutian is really rich.

After changing into the evening dress, Shui Qingmo was about to go and put on her own shoes, but the little sister held onto a shoe box and placed it in front of her, "This is the perfect pair, it is the perfect color."

Shui Qingmo opened the box, and sure enough, it was a pair of high-heeled sandal that matched the evening dress she was wearing, but after one glance, she frowned, "Can you change it?"

"Miss Shui, don't you like this one? It can be changed, but the effects of the other colors definitely cannot compare to this pair of evening dresses. "

"Oh, alright then." Shui Qingmo bit her lips, and reluctantly put on her high-heeled sandal.

"Wow, she's so beautiful." The little sister looked at Shui Qingmo in astonishment. Shui Qingmo herself also looked at herself, feeling like an ugly duckling had suddenly turned into a white swan.

He felt slightly uncomfortable. Why did he feel that the one in the mirror was not him?

It was just a set of clothes, but the change was so huge.

"Miss Shui, let's hurry up and leave. Mr. Mei has only given you ten minutes."

Hearing that they needed to go out to the locker room, Shui Qingmo became a little nervous.

The door opened and my little sister was the first to leave.

Shui Qingmo bashfully took small steps out of the locker room.

The fashion magazine in Mei Mutian's hands suddenly tightened as his bright black eyes landed on the girl in front of him. He had guessed that her makeup and the evening dress he had personally selected would definitely look good, but he hadn't expected it to be so much better than what he had imagined.

She didn't say anything as she just stood there like a fairy.

Mei Mutian's gaze moved from top to bottom, inspecting every inch of Shui Qinghei's body. Suddenly, he frowned, and with a single step, he arrived in front of her, his gaze landing on her arm. His white arm was slightly purple, and even though it wasn't large, it was still the size of a peanut, "How did you do it?"

"Oh, I accidentally tripped and fell." Shui Qingmo did not want to be known by others to gain sympathy, but in reality, he still had some on his legs.

"Can we go now?" Mei Mutian did not continue the line of questioning. He lightly nodded his head, and then elegantly moved his arm towards her.

"An early internship?" Shui Qingmo mischievously stuck out her tongue, and then she pulled him up. Although it wasn't the first time she held his arm, it still made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Yes." The man's cold words guided her out of the room.

When they were walking downstairs, Shui Qingmo was a little unable to keep up, so she couldn't help but use more strength to hold onto the man's arm. She was really not used to the high heels on her feet, if it were flat shoes, she would not even need to support Mei Mutian, and could walk as fast as she wanted.

"Not used to it?"

"The heels are so high." She pouted and complained in a small voice.

This was the second time Shui Qingmo had seen the Uncle Sen, and upon thinking about how his bicycle had brushed against Mei Mutian's car that day, he could not help but ask: "Where is the Brady?"

"Oh, I've become a pet dog." The man replied in all seriousness when he heard her question.

"Haha, Mei Mutian, you are so funny. If it really becomes a pet dog, why don't you give it to me?"

Shui Qingmo was just joking around, but she didn't expect that one day, when the paint on that car was fixed, it really became her private car.

Uncle Sen turned his head to look at her, and her eyes revealed a look of unconcealed contempt. Shui Qingmo immediately smelled the strong smell of disdain, and blinked her eyes, but she did not explain, sometimes, the explanation only went deeper and deeper, only time was the test of truth. Not only did she not want Mei Mutian's things, she did not even want the evening gown she was wearing now, he did not want all of his things.

Accompanying him to dinner was purely for the sake of repaying his debt. It had nothing to do with anything else.

The speed of the car wasn't fast, it was completely different from when he bumped into her bike that night. Thinking about it, Shui Qingmo felt that she was really unlucky again, if it wasn't for what happened that night, she wouldn't have sat beside Mei Mutian.