Since the "Zero Degree" event was more relaxed and casual, the stylist only gave Ji Mingshu a lazy and natural scheming curly hair, and the makeup was also light.
In terms of clothing, Ji Mingshu chose a pair of smoky pink sleeveless tube top one-piece culottes. The texture is smooth, which can well show her smooth shoulders and back lines, and can also set off her body proportions very well.
When choosing lip color, Ji Mingshu took out a large box of cosmetics he bought recently and discussed with the stylist.
The two had a slight disagreement, and Ji Mingshu held the box and asked Cen Sen, "Which color do you think I should paint better?"
Cen Sen originally wanted to say "it's all good", but when he saw Ji Mingshu's expectant eyes last time, he kept his expression downcast and carefully picked in the box for a while.
Finally, he picked up a tube of rose-colored lip gloss, and conducted an in-depth analysis of the group's monthly summary from the perspective of color texture and occasion matching.
Ji Mingshu and the stylist were stunned when they heard this.
After he finished speaking, Ji Mingshu hesitantly took the lip gloss from him, twisted it away and looked at it, and suddenly fell into silence.
"..."
"Well, your analysis is very good, but this is a liquid blush."
The atmosphere was very embarrassing at one time, but fortunately the stylist was very good at talking, busy teasing straight men that they couldn't tell the difference between cosmetics. Although it was blush, it was not easy to choose such a good-looking color.
So Ji Mingshu did not disappoint Cen Sen's serious analysis, and chose a matte lipstick of the same color.
The effect of the upper lip is really good, it lifts the complexion, and it is very suitable for today's makeup.
But after going back and forth and tangling like this, when the two arrived at the event site, they had already managed to miss the outdated chicken soup speech by May, the editor-in-chief of "Zero Degree".
Ji Mingshu walked in with Cen Sen on his arm, and asked casually, "What do you think of today's scene?"
"very creative."
Cen Sen nodded, seeming to agree.
She couldn't help showing off in a low voice: "I am the room design consultant for this event, and I did the color matching and layout."
"Really." Cen Sen glanced at her, and once again affirmed, "Your recent works are very aura."
The corners of Ji Mingshu's lips moved upwards again.
Cen Sen is a really weird guy, sometimes he looks like a straight guy with a row of steel nails punched in his bones, and sometimes he's really good at it!
For example, the sentence he just praised, praising a designer for her aura is undoubtedly the highest compliment to her.
She was in a good mood, and as she visited the inside, she unconsciously got closer to Cen Sen.
Cen Sen also calmly changed from holding hands to holding hands, and told her about similar activities he had participated in when he was studying abroad in college.
Although he is a master of thought, it doesn't mean he doesn't know how to appreciate art.
In fact, from the moment he walked into the scene, he recognized Ji Mingshu's design style.
Compliments are not flattering—compared to her carelessness during charity dinners, the recent designs are relatively complete and mature, and she also gave some very personal highlights.
Moreover, her design style is highly compatible with herself. Whether it is home decoration, show, or exhibition-style creative design such as a salon, she has her own extreme delicacy that she insists on all the time, which is very recognizable.
Seen from the perspective of others, the two are holding hands, talking and laughing, describing them as very close.
Someone noticed her not far away, and they quickly discussed in small groups: "Hey, Ji Mingshu is here."
"Where is it?" The girl followed the voice and looked over, slightly surprised, "Really...she hasn't come out for a long time, I didn't know where she was sitting in the last Chrischou show, and I didn't see her in the after party. I thought she wouldn't show up a year ago."
Another girl continued to ask: "Who is that guy next to her? He's quite handsome. So close, Xinhuan."
Jiang Chun happened to be passing by with a small cake, and when he heard them whispering, he was finally able to smile elatedly, and answered in a contemptuous tone of "you guys are really ignorant", "Aren't you talking about whether Ji Mingshu and her husband will be real or not every day?" Divorced, would Ji Mingshu be nothing without her husband? Why doesn't she even know her husband?"
...
This is Ji Mingshu's husband
The future successor of the Cen family who is cruel and cruel
so young
So handsome
Ji Mingshu is someone who even posts the pork ribs made by her husband and the movies she watches with her husband on Moments. Why is this kind of beauty never posted? ! It's so unreal! ! !
Several people fell into a long silence and were shocked and hesitant.
In fact, I really can't blame them for being ignorant, they are just marginal figures in the elite circle of Sijiu City, and they are still too far away from the core circle.
Moreover, Cen Sen is an elite doer who is at the top of the food chain among the younger generation. He is fundamentally different from those rich kids who spend their days fooling around outside. The number of appearances is very few, and there are not many opportunities for people to know him.
Originally, for a veteran cadre prince like him, the fans couldn't even remember his name. At most, he knew that there was such an unattainable figure in the Jingjian Cen family.
But he has Ji Mingshu, a famous lady who is always the focus of attention everywhere, so this has caused this—everyone pays special attention to the development of Beijing Construction, and Cen Sen's name is also popular among the masses, but they just can't get it. The embarrassing situation of matching up with the deity.
Of course, there are many people who know him, and there are rumors about his appearance and personality outside, but there are no pictures and no truth, who knows if Ji Mingshu is bragging outside.
When they were silent, surprised and bewildered for three consecutive times, Jiang Chun was already holding a small cake and looking for a good place to take pictures.
——Ji Mingshu finally came out to participate in activities with her husband, so she wouldn't be so ignorant to join in as a light bulb.
Jiang Chun is sensible, but Ji Mingshu's little plastic sisters in the past are not so sensible.
Those who can become plastic little sisters with Ji Mingshu are naturally much higher than marginal characters, and there are many more people who know Cen Sen than those who don't know Cen Sen.
Seeing the two of them attending a low-level leisure event like the magazine salon together, the original doubts caused by Ji Mingshu's delay in returning home were all dispelled, and everyone gathered together to chat with Ji Mingshu and cheer up.
Cen Sen was still playing with Ji Mingshu with the lottery, but a gust of fragrant wind swept over him without warning, and all kinds of gentle and elegant compliments rang in his ears.
He stood by Ji Mingshu's side, his temples twitching, facing the questions that would cue him from time to time, he only nodded slightly, always paying attention to keeping a polite and safe distance from these ladies who Ji Mingshu "befriended".
Bisheng Ji Mingshu habitually maneuvered around with ease, and Cen Sen stood beside him, making him look like a silent mascot by her.
It took about five minutes before Ji Mingshu realized how out of place Cen Sen was here. She sent Cen Sen to help her get the cake, thinking that she would leave after chatting for two minutes.
But Cen Sen left with his front foot, and someone caught in the fragrant wind with his back foot and said timidly, "Xiao Shu, that Li Wenyin seems to be here today."
The originally warm atmosphere instantly froze.
Li Wenyin
It's really haunting.
Soon someone came back to their senses and stood by Ji Mingshu's side to help speak, "She'll come whenever she comes. Recently, she's caught up with that sick guy from the original family, and coaxed him to invest in a movie for her. Things want to scare who."
"She's just jealous of Mingshu. No one can tell. She was in school when she was in school, and now she's full of movie art, and the pettiness in her bones really can't be changed." There was a girl who was Ji Mingshu's former classmate, Li Wenyin used to fight against Ji Mingshu She also knows a little about those things.
Everyone followed suit.
Ji Mingshu suddenly lost the mood to continue chatting with them.
She always had the illusion that the scene of the last Xiangjia reception was repeated. With the same relaxed and leisure theme, everyone also stood by her side to help her defeat Li Wenyin, but in the end, she lost in front of Li Wenyin in an ugly, ugly way.
She looked at the direction Cen Sen was leaving, was stunned for a while, and then followed without saying a word.
The group of people left behind by her looked at each other, and followed behind tacitly.
Everyone had different ideas, some wanted to see Li Wenyin's jokes, some wanted to see Ji Mingshu's jokes, and some just wanted to join in the fun.
What a coincidence, when Ji Mingshu followed, Cen Sen and Li Wenyin happened to meet each other.
Li Wenyin had just taken a glass of red wine from the waiter's tray, when she turned her head and saw Cen Sen walking towards the dessert area, she was slightly surprised.
In the next second, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Ji Mingshu not far away, and the group of boring girls who were following up a few meters away from Ji Mingshu, and the hand holding the red wine glass tightened unconsciously.
It was difficult for her to describe what kind of mood she was in at this moment. She knew that Cen Sen was attending with Ji Mingshu, and she knew that Cen Sen had spoken clearly last time, but she just couldn't be reconciled.
After so many years, Cen Sen had countless reasons for not continuing his relationship with her, she could understand. But how could he spend his whole life tied up with Ji Mingshu, a low-level woman with such low taste, who treats her brainless as a frank woman. It is also impossible for him to like Ji Mingshu, because Ji Mingshu is not worthy at all.
This feeling was so strong that she really wanted to do something, even if it was some very low-level means, as long as Ji Mingshu could understand that she and Cen Sen shouldn't be bound together by force.
She stopped the waiter, took another glass of wine from the tray, and walked towards Cen Sen slowly, handing the glass forward, her voice was as gentle and decent as ever, "It's been a long time since we met again, I didn't expect to be able to drink in this kind of place." See you there."
Ji Mingshu was standing five meters away, holding a small diamond-encrusted handbag in his hands, his nails turned white from the diamonds, but he didn't respond at all.
Her mind went blank.
There is only one thought in my heart, please don't answer, even if it is polite, can you not be so polite this time.
Because in her life, she never wanted to see the person she liked standing with the person she hated the most.
Obviously she is Mrs. Cen, and she is very confident when facing others, but she is not good when facing Li Wenyin. Cen Sen has never expressed her opinion in front of Li Wenyin. It seems that she will not be able to stand in front of Li Wenyin in her life and say One sentence, "Please stay away from my husband."
In fact, it took only five seconds for Cen Sen to respond, but Ji Mingshu felt that these five seconds seemed as long as a movie.
——She saw Cen Sen lower his eyes to look at the glass of red wine, then slowly raised his eyes to look at Li Wenyin.
There shouldn't be much warmth in his eyes, because in the next second, he regarded people as nothing, took a piece of cake from the dessert stand, and turned around.
Then the eyes of the two met in mid-air.
The undismantled movements were so short that Ji Mingshu could still see the indifference in his eyes when they looked at each other.
Somehow, she suddenly had the courage to step forward, took the piece of cake from him, and said "thank you" softly.
Before Cen Sen could ask her what she was thankful for, she passed Cen Sen again, took the glass of red wine from Li Wenyin's hand, and poured it down without hesitation.
The quality of the red wine served on this occasion is quite average, and those who know wine can know it by seeing the color and smelling it, but the sound of the wine falling on the ground is very loud.
Ji Mingshu didn't care about the splashed stains on the culottes, and finally said the sentence that had been lingering in her mind countless times—
"Miss Li, please stay away from my husband in the future."