Unexpectedly, what Bo Jingxing said last night was true.

Qin Yiren really didn't want to steal the bride's limelight, but before she could refuse, she was sandwiched between the makeup artist and the dressmaker, and took it into the reception room.

"Miss Qin, your facial features are so good. Just put on a little makeup and you will be sure not to lose to any big star."

The makeup artist asked her to sit on the sofa and held the makeup box in front of her and introduced: "What style of makeup do you usually like? I recommend the Korean style, which is very suitable for your temperament."

Qin Yiren blinked in confusion and honestly explained: "Actually, I don't put on much makeup on normally."

The makeup artist was also confused and smiled and said, "What a pity, let me leave it to you to ensure that you are satisfied and that everyone who sees you will be blinded."

"No, no, no, don't exaggerate that...puff."

After accidentally ate the fragrant powder, Qin Yiren shut up obediently and let the makeup artist take a brush to apply on her face, looking at the costumer who was holding a few dresses and carefully comparing them.

Perhaps because she had considered her opinion, she chose a few dresses in a low-key and luxurious manner.

The color matches the suit of the thin Jingxing very well. Just from the clothes, it will not create a scattered effect.

Qin Yiren was pressed down by the makeup artist and put on makeup. She became dizzy and was caught by the dressmaker. She chose three most suitable dresses to try on one by one. Finally, she chose a small sapphire blue dress, which was matched outside.

White Chanel jacket.

"Miss Qin, please see if there is anything else that needs adjustment?"

Following the makeup artist's wishes, Qin Yiren saw the elegant and exquisite self in the mirror and was very suspicious whether Bo Jingxing had any unknown conflicts with the male protagonist of the wedding tonight.

Rejecting the costumer's advice to ask her to try the fourth dress again, Qin Yiren walked out in soft sheepskin boots and looked up at the man sitting on the sofa flipping through the newspaper.

Seeing her come out.

Bo Jingxing put down the newspaper in his hand, curled a gentle smile on his thin lips, stepped forward and held her fingertips, and placed it romantically beside his lips and kissed the back of her hand.

The kiss fell and he spoke in a low voice: "Xiaoqian, you are so beautiful."

Qin Yiren's cheeks were slightly red, but she refused to show her timidity in front of him, so she pretended to be generous: "Thank you, so do you."

Bo Jingxing was amused by her serious appearance, and couldn't help but raise his hand and squeeze her cheek, "Please, the car is waiting outside, your classmates must be looking forward to you appearing."

Qin Yiren walked out of the villa with the man's hand in his hand, and sat in the car and tilted his head thoughtfully.

A thought emerged in her heart, and she quietly glanced at the man's calm expression, trying to find some details to confirm her guess.

Paying attention to her gaze, Bo Jingxing looked over with a funny look: "Hmm?"

"It's okay..." Qin Yiren wanted to speak but stopped, but couldn't help asking: "You want me to dress up, do you want to embarrass those classmates who once looked down on me?"

Thinking about it now, during the years she studied at Medical University, it happened to be the last moment when her adoptive mother was seriously ill.

Her tuition fees are supported by scholarships, and her daily work-study money is given to her adoptive mother as medical expenses, so naturally she has no extra money to spend on her clothes and dress up.

In this case, it would be fine if she was just a little transparent person.

But he is the first in the grade all year round. He wears the same clothes over the years and goes in and out of the campus with plain faces, which will inevitably cause malicious slander from some boring people.

Bo Jingxing pondered for a moment, as if she was thinking of the same past as hers. Finally, he raised his hand and rubbed her hair head, and said slowly: "Xiaoqian, I know you don't care, but I care."

Qin Yiren burst into laughter and said softly with a playful look: "Actually... I care a little bit."

Although she has been working hard, everyone is a girl, and it is an innate nature to like beautiful clothes.

She was looked down upon by girls from a good family in public and secretly. She was not strong enough to laugh it off at the time, but now she still feels a little sad.

Bo Jingxing's heart moved, and his eyes looked at her full of love and comfort, saying, "I promise that such a thing will never happen again. I will give you everything you want."

Qin Yiren smiled and raised her little face proudly: "I am a mature woman now, and I am not a little girl who I didn't know back then, so I won't envy them for having new clothes to wear."

Speaking of this, she was very sad and smacked her tongue: "And you have given me a lot of things. There are so many clothes in the cloakroom that I wear until I am eighty. You are not allowed to buy it anymore!"

Bo Jingxing thought seriously and decisively refused her request: "But I like to give you gifts. Even if you are the woman I like, I cannot deprive me of my hobbies and fun."

Qin Yiren blinked in shock and protested: "You are a waste, I feel so sad about your wallet... And I have seen it online, don't men hate buying for their girlfriends?

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They are all men, why doesn’t Bo Jingxing play according to the rules?

"They are them, I am me."

Bo Jingxing had no intention of knowing his mistake, and he didn't plan to correct it if he knew his mistake. But because she was so cute with her cheeks, she reluctantly said: "As long as you marry me, I will listen to you in everything."

The moment the words fell, the car stopped steadily.

The driver reported respectfully: "Mr. Bo, the hotel is here."

Qin Yiren responded with blushing cheeks, opened the car door and stood outside, secretly watching Bo Jingxing's expression.

As if a little regretful, the driver interrupted the conversation between the two. Bo Jingxing pursed his lips invisibly, followed her outside, and gracefully held her hand.

The magnificent hotel is very eye-catching in the night. There are boards decorated with flowers at the door, and photos of the bride and groom are placed on them. Guests who come to attend the wedding are welcomed.

Even though he was a former classmate, there was a difference between men and women, and Qin Yiren didn't know much about the male protagonist of the wedding.

Standing in front of the board and stopped, she secretly touched Bo Jingxing: "It seems that the groom's family is from a good place, and the bride is so beautiful. It seems that she is not from our school."

Bo Jingxing took a casual look and took Qin Yiren on the stairs covered with the red carpet.

Immediately afterwards, a delicate call came from behind: "Huang Qian, Senior Jing Xing!"

Hear familiar names.

Qin Yiren turned around unconsciously and saw a well-dressed woman waving to them with a smile, carrying her skirt and walking over with great enthusiasm, as familiar as their long-term friends.
Chapter completed!