In the dressing room, the stylist is tailoring the most suitable makeup and hairstyle for Beatrice based on her face shape.

After Lingyan Jewelry and Heart Road Model Performing Arts Company signed a cooperation agreement, Beatrice was indeed on standby at any time in accordance with Ye Yingning's request and has officially started construction.

After several reworks, the jewelry set designed by Ye Yingning himself finally finalized its final name - Centennial Love.

In addition to the original main design, she also added several jewelry pieces of the same style, a complete set of 5 jewelry, including necklaces, earrings, rings, brooches and bracelets.

After seeing the real thing, Su Qingchi and others praised Ye Yingning's works this time, and said that it was a sure thing for her to advance to the finals.

But Ye Yingning herself did not feel relaxed. You should know that Luola Group is a golden sign in the jewelry design industry. This competition attracted countless designers with outstanding talents, and not only newcomers participated, but all the opponents performed well, so she did not dare to relax and careless at all.

"Night Director, what do you think of this hairstyle? Will it look a little old-fashioned?"

The hairstylist adjusted several times and finally chose a styling initially, and was seeking Ye Yingning's opinions.

Ye Yingning leaned against the edge of the dressing table, holding her hands in front of her chest, as if she was wandering in Taixu.

"Night Director?"

The hairstylist had to raise the volume slightly and shouted a few more times. Only then did she come back to her senses, smile apologetically, and immediately discuss the details with the other party.

Beatrice glanced at Ye Yingning, as if he could see some clues.

It was not until the end of work that she called Ye Yingning who was about to leave. There were only two people left in the dressing room, and the conversation seemed much more relaxed.

"You seem to be absent-minded?"

Although he had already bid farewell to his poor life, his habits were hard to change. Beatrice still habitually knocked on the ground with his heels from time to time to pass the boring time.

The high heels and the ground collide rhythmically, making crisp and clean sounds, which are a bit noisy, but also lively.

"Someone told me that he had seen aaron, but unfortunately he had nothing to do when I rushed over."

Ye Yingning was straight to the point and did not hide the truth from her.

Sure enough, when he heard the name "aaron", Beatrice's face suddenly showed a hint of resentment and said softly: "This bitch actually dares to show up in Zhonghai!"

Ye Yingning smiled, lowered her eyes, flicked her nails, and casually said: "It's more than just that, it's said that driving a luxury car with gold and silver is not like a mouse crossing the street as we imagined."

Beatrice was even more angry. Her first pot of gold was deceived by Aaron. Now, when she heard that he was living so proudly, her face turned red and she bit her lips hard from time to time.

"Forget it, I won't mention him. I'll take you back, it's just the way."

The purpose has been achieved. Ye Yingning took the lead in ending the conversation, picked up his handbag, and offered to send Beatrice back to her apartment.

The two took the elevator and walked out of Lingyan's office building.

"I booked a bouquet of flowers and was in the store in front. If I don't mind, I'll walk a hundred meters more and accompany me to pay the remaining amount first?"

Ye Yingning took out the car key from his handbag, suddenly remembered something, and said to Beatrice with a smile. The latter was not in a hurry, so he nodded naturally and said yes.

The very famous flower shop was right at the intersection, very close to it. Ye Yingning opened the door, and the flower shop owner immediately smiled warmly and said, "Miss Ye, you are here just right. The flowers have just been airlifted from Myanmar."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yingning hurriedly thanked with a smile and took out his wallet.

Beatrice couldn't help but be curious and asked the boss: "What kind of flowers? They were actually sent from Myanmar?"

While speaking, the boss had already brought a bouquet of golden flowers in full bloom. The roots were about 60 cm, and they were neatly trimmed and tied into a handful.

Ye Yingning did not take it, but just picked up the pen on the counter and quickly wrote a line of words on a blank card.

While writing, she turned her head and answered the question Beatrice had just asked inadvertently.

"Is this flower very beautiful? It is called 'Sudden Laugh', and the flower language is 'Love of Death'. This flower is very magical. Every early summer, its leaves will wither silently and disappear without a trace. When midsummer, the rhizomes will suddenly rise up again and bloom golden and dazzling flowers. It's really strange!"

After saying that, Ye Yingning had stopped writing and handed the written card and money to the flower shop owner, smiling and stressed: "Please send it to Meiyuan. I have also written the specific address on it."

She turned her face and wanted to say something else, but was surprised to find that Beatrice, who was standing beside her, had a pale face, and her hands holding the handbag were shaking constantly.

"What’s wrong with you?"

Beatrice shook his head and stammered, "Ye, Miss Ye, I suddenly remembered... I still have something to do, so you don't have to send it to me. If you have something to do, please call me, goodbye!"

Before Ye Yingning could speak, she quickly turned around, pushed the door open and ran out, stood on the side of the road and hurriedly stopped a taxi and left quickly.

"Miss Ye, this..."

The flower shop owner behind him read the words on the card and suddenly asked in embarrassment.

Ye Yingning took out the card with random handwriting from his hand, but it was not a Meiyuan address at all. He tore it to pieces and said calmly, "Give me the flowers just to the point of thanks."

She reached out, took the handful of golden smiles, and lowered her head and sniffed it.

A "meiyuan", a bunch of "death love", and a sentence "no trace" can make Beatrice shocked and helpless. It seems that Lin Xingyuan is not the only one who knows where Ye Yingning's cemetery is located.

But Lin Xingyuan knew that it was because he deliberately inquired about the news. How did Beatrice know? Ye Yingning felt unsolvable. She was also humble and needed money in urgent need of money. Otherwise, she would not have sold her body to attend the group party of rich young men for one million.

The only thing that is certain is that she knows more than she predicts, but she refuses to speak out for some reasons of fear or fear.

And the person who could make her shut up was obviously extremely powerful, and could even cover the sky with one hand and take human life into consideration in China Sea.

Ye Yingning frowned and walked out of the store door with a bunch of smiles in her arms.

****

No matter how glamorous a woman is outside, she is too lazy to dress up when she is alone at home. She wears a home clothes and her hair is tied up at hand. Even the hair on her forehead is stuck with two bangs. Ye Yingning holds a box of ice cream and leans leisurely against the bedside to watch American dramas.

No matter how novel and charming the plot is, it has been played for six, seven, eight and nine seasons in a row, and the editor's IQ is obviously a bit out of track. It's just that after chasing for so long, it has become an unscathing habit in life. So every new week, Ye Yingning will always activate it and unconsciously, just like poisoning.

Just like Lin Xingyuan's routine that cannot be easily let go of her, it has already penetrated into her bones and blood. She can deliberately hate her, but cannot truly forget her.

While stuffing vanilla ice cream into his mouth with big mouth, the ringtone of the phone suddenly cut through the quiet.
Chapter completed!