An Muran bit his lip. As a woman, it was unacceptable for anyone to be embarrassed by a person, especially by a man, who was so rude.
Tears welled up in her clear eyes.
When Zhou Yi'an saw An Muran's appearance, an inexplicable sense of frustration rose in his heart. He didn't like women to cry. In the past, as long as a woman cried in front of him, he would definitely turn around and leave. But today, looking at the woman in front of him, he comforted her for the first time, "Well, I didn't mean that. Maybe your makeup is not suitable for you."
An Muran nodded and forced a smile. "I see. I won't disturb you anymore. I'm going to sleep." After that, he hurried to the bathroom, and all the flustered looks fell into the eyes of the man behind him.
The bathroom was spacious and bright, which was more luxurious than any bathroom An Muran had ever seen. But she was not in the mood to appreciate it. She just looked at herself in the mirror without blinking.
In the mirror, the woman's hair was tied up in an old bun. Her makeup was thick, and her face was covered with thick powder. Her eyes were grey, and she had exaggerated eye lines. She looked like a young lady on the stage.
The more An Muran looked at her, the angrier he became. How could she have lived in this state for so many years and thought that she was beautiful?
Thinking of this, An Muran only felt angry in his heart. He picked up something in his hand and threw it at the mirror.
With a sudden clashing sound in his ear, An Muran's mind became clear in an instant.
She understood that these were all Baisu Yi's plots. She was deliberately making a fool of herself in order to keep Jiang Yinxin away from her!
No wonder every time she went out to have a date with Jiang Yinxin, Bai Suyi would come over to be a third wheel. It turned out that she had fallen in love with Jiang Yinxin for a long time. Fortunately, at that time, she was stupid enough to think that Bai Suyi wanted to stay with her friend for a little longer.
An Muran cursed himself for being stupid in his heart and began to frantically wash his makeup. Ten minutes later, a face that was as plain as still water appeared in the mirror.
An Muran hadn't seen her face for a long time. Since Jiang Yinxin became the general manager of Anyun Group, she felt more and more lack of confidence, so she didn't dare to take off her makeup easily, for fear that her appearance didn't match Jiang Yinxin's.
But now, looking at his appearance, she was a little absent-minded.
In the mirror, the woman's skin had become a little rough because it had been covered by inferior cosmetics for a long time. Her face was also full of Heaven's Banes, which made her look a little red and swollen. However, her facial features were very good-looking, especially her eyes, which were clear and bright and were particularly lively.
Her appearance was much better than what she looked like after makeup.
An Muran closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She decided that she would start a big change to herself from tomorrow on, so that Jiang Yinxin, who disliked her at that time, would regret it!
From the bathroom to the room, An Muran passed by Zhou Yi'an's room. The door of the room was closed, and one could vaguely see the warm yellow light from the gap of the door.
An Muran wanted to speed up and go back to his room, but he accidentally heard the man's extremely gentle voice. "Manying, I know. Go to bed early."
Manying? She must be Chu Manying, the young model who had an affair with Zhou Yi'an two days ago.
An Muran felt inexplicably disappointed, but she didn't pay much attention to it. She just paused for a few seconds and strode to her room. It was said that Zhou Yi'an, a playboy, had never been with a woman for more than a week. She didn't know how long this Chu Manying could last.
Back in the room, An Muran was lying on a big comfortable soft bed. The tiredness of the day suddenly swept over her. Just as she was about to fall asleep, she suddenly heard a knock on the door.
An Muran forced himself to cheer up and reluctantly stood up to open the door.
Zhou Yi'an stood outside the door and reached out to give An Muran a piece of paper. "This is a call from Chu Manying's personal stylist, A'Ya. A'Ya is very famous in this line of work. If you need anything, you can contact him directly. Manying has already informed him."
An Muran didn't react for a moment, staring blankly at the paper in the man's hand.
"Chu Manying's stylist? So he called Chu Manying just to get a call from Chu Manying's stylist?"
Seeing An Muran standing still, Zhou Yi'an directly picked up one of her hands and stuffed the paper into it. After doing all this, he turned around and walked to his room.
An Muran suddenly came to his senses and stopped the man who was about to leave. "Zhou Yi'an."
"What is it?"
"Thank you."
Zhou Yi'an twitched the corner of his mouth and did not answer. It was not until the figure completely disappeared into the darkness that An Muran heard Zhou Yi'an's deep voice. "You look good without makeup."
The next day, An Muran called A'a.a.a.a.a.a.a.a.a.a.a.a.a.a.a
Aasa was an extremely handsome man. He was different from Zhou Yi'an in terms of looks. There was a faint hint of feminineness in him, but he was not like an ordinary sissy. There was also masculinity in his feminineness.
As soon as Ada saw An Muran, she frowned with great dissatisfaction.
Like an inspection officer, he checked all of An Muran's clothes and cosmetics, and then ordered An Muran to throw away all these things.
With a sad face, An Muran begged extremely aggrievedly, "Master A'a, can you let me keep some? Some of the clothes inside cost me a lot of money."
"Do you want to become more beautiful?"
"Yes."
"Do you want to improve your taste?"
"Yes."
"Do you want to be envied by everyone after you go out? Is everyone looking at you?"
"Yes."
"Then throw away all these things, or I can only say that I can't help you."
An Muran hesitated for a moment, but he still made up his mind and did as A'A said.
Well, in order to give her mistress and the jerk a heavy blow, she would fight to the death!
After doing what A's told him, A's eyes fell on her face again. If she could lose her face, An Muran suspected that A's would also mercilessly make her lose her face and change it.
Seeing that A'a didn't say anything, An Muran had no choice but to bite the bullet and asked, "Master A'a, can my face be saved?"
Aas was silent for a while. After a long while, he answered in a very embarrassed way, "It's very difficult."
Hearing this, An Muran's heart sank to the bottom. Just as she was disheartened, A'er continued, "But I'm the one you met. I still have a way."
An Muran immediately wanted to turn over the table. "Is it that every capable person likes to keep me guessing first? I'm scared to death."
"Master, what should I do?"
"First of all, I'll make sure you don't go out for three months. During these three months, I'll take good care of your face."