On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with CEO Qianyi

Chapter 224

"Please come in."

"Ms. Lin, I am your stylist. Is it convenient for you to do styling now?"

"Ah."

Lin Ting nodded slightly and turned off the screen of his phone.

In the makeup mirror.

Lin Ting frowned, feeling absent-minded and looking at the screen of his phone from time to time.

Unlock without a message.

Lost breath screen.

After vibrating, I quickly clicked on it and found that it was just an advertisement pushed by the app.

The light in his eyes dimmed a little bit more.

Stop the screen again.

so back and forth.

The makeup artist couldn't help but ask: "Is Miss Lin waiting for information from someone?"

"No."

"Ms. Lin's skin is really good. I have styled and put on makeup for many celebrities. This is the first time I have seen someone like Miss Lin who is so flawless that you can't even see her pores. She feels like an egg with its shell removed. No need to put on foundation.”

The stylist was unstinting in his praise.

"Thank you."

Lin Ting just smiled politely.

"What kind of skin care products does Ms. Lin usually use? Can you recommend it to me? The pores on my face are so big that I can plant rice."

The stylist said and touched his face with a sad look on his face.

"I don't know. I used to use cheap Yumeijing. Later, my husband said that he had a friend who worked in a skin care product laboratory and prepared skin care products for me directly. They came in small white bottles and had no brand name. , so I don’t know either.”

When Lin heard about Qinian, a faint sadness flashed in his eyes.

Maybe when he returns to China after this press conference, he will no longer be her husband?

"Your husband is so kind to you."

Lin Ting just smiled and said no more.

He was indeed very good, and he pretended to be very good. If she hadn't found out that he was cheating on Shen Qingran, she would have been foolishly immersed in the illusion that Qi Nian created for her.

So can love also be faked?

She began to wonder how sincere Qi Nian was during those days of sweet love.

"Okay, Miss Lin can go change into your dress."

Lin Ting took the dress and entered the changing room.

When he came out again, the stylist was instantly stunned.

His eyes widened and his mouth opened involuntarily, as big as an egg could fit inside.

The Lin Ting in front of her was wearing a red suspender skirt, her slender swan neck was clearly exposed, and her cold white skin looked as if she was gelatin against the red skirt.

With exquisite facial features, impeccable skin and bones, she was so beautiful that she was almost speechless.

Lin Ting rarely wears formal clothes, and her behavior is a bit awkward and awkward.

Seeing the stylist staring at her blankly, she asked sheepishly: "Isn't it weird?"

"no!"

Only then did the stylist recover from Lin Ting's beauty.

"It's very beautiful, just like a dark cloud blooming quietly. It's pure and has a little charm. It's so beautiful."

Lin Ting smiled awkwardly.

"Your stylist has such a sweet mouth."

The stylist helped Lin Ting walk to the full-length mirror and told her seriously: "I'm not telling any lies."

Lin Ting looked at herself in the mirror.

Somewhat unfamiliar.

The stylist leaned against the wall, looking her up and down, and finally his eyes fell on the jade bead chain on Lin Ting's wrist.

"Can this jade bead necklace be taken off? It doesn't match today's dress."

Lin Ting raised her hand and gently stroked the jade bead chain that she had never taken off since she put it on.

A trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes.

This was given to her by Jiang Zhaolin as a symbol of her status as the daughter-in-law of the Qi family.

But now the existence of this beaded chain seems to have become a joke.

Maybe it’s time to change its owner.

Lin Ting untied the jade bead chain, held it in his hand and rubbed it.

The stylist suddenly said: "The quality of this jade bead necklace looks good. Can you lend it to me?"

"Ah."

The stylist took it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

After seeing its appearance clearly, his eyes widened instantly, he blinked rapidly, and his voice suddenly rose in pitch: "Is this the mdivani jade bead necklace? Is it the one worth 1.8 million yuan?"

Lin Ting was confused.

I am very puzzled by the stylist's exaggerated reaction.

"Worthed 1.8 million yuan? Did you read it wrong?"

The stylist looked at the details carefully for a few more times, and then said with certainty: "This is the treasure worth 1.8 million, which was once owned by the peerless socialite Barbara Hutton, and was designed by Cartier from the court of the Qing Dynasty. , I can’t be wrong.”

Her expression was serious and determined, and she didn't look like she was lying.

"How is this possible 1.8 million!"

Lin Ting thought it was ridiculous, took the jade bead necklace from the stylist's hand back, and looked at it carefully again.

She didn't understand jade, she only thought it looked good, and couldn't see anything else.

"You must have read it wrong. This is a fake. My mother-in-law was deceived into buying it by a tour guide when she was traveling. The 1.8 million you said is too exaggerated. My mother-in-law is just an ordinary old rural lady. How could she buy it? Maybe 1.8 million."

"I can't be wrong!"

The stylist wanted to prove it again, but Lin Ting refused to believe that a jade bead necklace she had worn for so long could be worth 1.8 million.

If it were true, wouldn't she be wearing antiques every day?

How is this possible?

It's ridiculous.

She denied it without thinking.

For Lin Ting, who had been living at the bottom of society, she couldn't believe it, let alone an astronomical figure like 1.8 million, even an jade worth 10.

Jiang's group's celebration banquet.

Lin Ting appeared in the banquet hall in the business car arranged by Jiang Yu.

The driver, wearing a tuxedo and white gloves, opened the car door very gentlemanly.

A pair of exquisite glass slippers fell to the ground.

Looking up along the glass slipper, the first thing that caught the eye was Lin Ting's slender and straight legs.

Her eyes were clear and clean, not stained by a trace of dust.

Under the bright flashlight, a faint smile appeared on her face, as bright as a camellia.

It immediately caused quite a commotion.

Under the spotlight, she slowly walked into the banquet hall.

Jiang Yu was wearing a white suit and holding a glass of champagne in his hand. His pupils trembled slightly, and then he put aside his stunning look and walked towards her in a very gentlemanly manner.

Jiang Yu stretched out his hand, and Lin Ting's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Ok?"

He reminded in a low voice: "It's just a joke. There are reporters everywhere here. If you don't want rumors that I don't get along with you to appear on hot searches tomorrow and affect your design..."

Lin Ting looked at the hands in front of him and hesitated several times.

"I hope Miss Lin will be more professional. Don't forget that you represent not only yourself, but also Ronald Ceramics behind you."

Lin Ting raised his hand and placed one-third of his fingertips on Jiang Yu's hand.

The two walked towards the center of the banquet hall.

A man in a suit walked over.

"Mr. Jiang, can you move here? I have something to tell you."

Jiang Yu glanced at Lin Ting beside him, feeling a little uneasy.

"I may not be very..."

Lin Ting, however, couldn't wait to keep her distance from him, and said hurriedly: "Mr. Jiang, you go and do your work first, I will go around by myself."

After finishing speaking, before Jiang Yu could speak, he quickly retracted his hand, picked up the skirt and walked in another direction.

Looking at her back that wanted to escape so much, a trace of disappointment flashed in Jiang Yu's eyes.

Jiang Yuyi left.

Lin Ting immediately gathered around a group of men showing good intentions.

She rarely attended such occasions and had little experience. She could only force out a stiff smile to deal with the compliments and courtesy of the men.

"Ms. Lin, let me toast you."

An unkind middle-aged man came over holding two wine glasses.

Pass Lin Ting a glass.