Chapter 7
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2022-11-23 15:02
An Muran thought for a long time but couldn't come up with a reason, so he finally decided to give up.
"What does what Zhou Yi'an is doing have anything to do with me?"
She just needed to take good care of herself, and there was also a long and difficult "rea kind of revenge" waiting for her.
Thinking of this, An Muran cheered himself up. This afternoon, she had an appointment with A'er to come to her home, so she had to go back now. Otherwise, if A'er knew that she had sneaked out of her house, she would definitely scold her and ignore her.
Thinking of the gloomy face of Ada when she was angry, An Muran couldn't help shivering.
She didn't want to save a lot of money to transfer back to the train. Instead, she chose to take a taxi.
In fact, she had money. On the day of her marriage with Zhou Yi'an, Zhou Yi'an gave her an unlimited black card, saying that although she was his nominal wife, since she had married him, he had to take full responsibility for all her expenses. An Muran refused firmly. She did not have the habit of taking money from others, which would make her uneasy. However, Zhou Yi'an insisted on it again and again, so she reluctantly accepted it. However, An Muran kept the black card in the drawer of the bedside table, thinking that she would return it to him when she and Zhou Yi'an broke the agreement.
An Muran was sitting in a taxi, with Zhou Yi'an's mobile phone in her pocket. At this time, two text messages sounded on her mobile phone. She hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up the idea of looking at it.
When she got home, it was nearly 12 o'clock in the afternoon. An Muran's stomach had long been growling with hunger. Although she was good at cooking, she ate casually for herself. After a casual bowl of noodles, she was sent away.
At nearly two o'clock in the afternoon, A'a arrived.
Asa asked An Muran to sit on the sofa, he carefully took off the mask on An Muran's face.
Looking at the word "chuan" slowly formed between the man's eyebrows in front of him, An Muran nervously swallowed his saliva, and countless bad thoughts flashed through his mind.
"My face is still horrible, isn't it?"
Aas didn't say anything, but just frowned more tightly.
"Master, please speak quickly. I've done what you did in the mirror for me during this period of time. Now I really want to see what I look like."
Aas continued to remain silent.
An Muran felt that he was about to cry, so he simply closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and said, "Master, please tell me the truth. I can accept it!"
"Look at it yourself." Aas finally opened his mouth, took a round mirror, and handed it to the woman.
An Muran couldn't believe it. Aas finally showed her the mirror!
Holding an extremely nervous and uneasy heart, she slowly opened her eyes. When she opened them, she saw herself in the mirror.
Like her, not like her.
The woman in the mirror was very fresh and beautiful. Her skin was white, as smooth as jade, and her facial features were well-defined. Especially her eyes, which were bright and bright. They were extremely lively, giving people a very comfortable feeling.
An Muran stared at it for a long time before he came back to his senses and asked Aas next to him, "Is, is this me?"
Ada nodded. "You have a good foundation, but you ruined it yourself before. This woman has good skin and gives people a different feeling."
An Muran still couldn't believe it and looked around at the person in the mirror. In the past few years when she and Jiang Yinxin were together, under Baisu Yi's guidance, she was very lack of confidence. She often didn't dare to remove her makeup and slept all day with makeup, so her skin was getting worse and worse. In addition, she had a terrible dressing taste, which made her look terrible.
"Master, you are my idol. My face has been adjusted so well by you. Why did you still look sad just now?"
"Didn't you see that?" Ansy pointed unhappily at the two extremely small Zis on the side of An Muran's face and said, "There are two Zis on your face."
An Muran let out a sigh of relief. This Aas was such a perfect idea. She was very satisfied with her appearance now. No, she was extremely satisfied. In the past, she was really crazy to listen to Baisu's messy face.
"Master, can I go out normally without wearing a mask in the future?"
"That's enough." Aas nodded, and then took out a few commonly used tools from his makeup box to simply decorate An Muran's face. "But you can't go out without makeup. I'll design a few makeup suitable for you later, and you can make them yourself after you learn it."
An Muran immediately nodded like a rattle.
"Also, I've brought you a few fashion magazines. I've also marked your style of dressing. You can just buy clothes according to these kinds in the future. Today, I've brought you two sets of clothes. You can try them first."
"Master, I love you so much. You are my second parent!" An Muran was so moved that he wanted to cry. Although A'a looked harsh and cold, he was actually very enthusiastic. During this period of time when they were together, An Muran liked him more and more.
Ansy rolled his eyes at the woman in front of him, but the corners of his mouth twitched imperceptibly. He had always been in the circle of stars, and rarely met a simple and kind girl like An Muran, so he couldn't help but have a good impression of her.
"Well, hurry up and change your clothes. I'll see if there's anything else to do, and then we'll start to do makeup." Aas urged.
An Muran made a gesture of "yes" with his right hand on his forehead and ran to the room happily.
Ten minutes later, a woman in the most popular off-the-shoulder shirt and short skirt came out of the room.
Because the collar of her shirt was a little big and the design of her shoulders was exposed, it not only revealed a piece of snow-white skin and a round shoulder around An Muran's neck, but also faintly revealed a looming gap in her chest. In addition, the short skirt was relatively short, and her long and straight legs were also exposed in the air. Looking at it, it was almost white, but it was not exposed. On the contrary, it was very good to combine with the woman's delicate figure, which was sexy and fresh.
An Muran's face was a little flushed at this time. She had never worn such exposed clothes. The most short pants she usually wore were only five parts of her pants. Most of her clothes were loose T-shirt and sweater. Wearing the most revealing clothes was probably a wedding dress, but at least the wedding dress did not expose her thighs.
"Come over and let me have a look." Seeing An Muran standing still, A An said first.
An Muran slowly moved in the direction of A'A's head while pulling her skirt down, hoping that she could pull the skirt longer.
"Master, is this suit really suitable for me?" Walking to A'a, An Muran asked with some uncertainty, "Isn't it too revealing?"
"It's very suitable, as long as you don't pull your skirt all the time." As soon as An Muran rudely pulled her hand off the skirt and helped her to lift it, her snow-white thighs immediately had a little more scenery.
An Muran's face became redder. He instinctively wanted to pull her back, but he was instantly glared back by A'A's cold eyes.
"Master, do you have a longer dress..."
A'a directly ignored An Muran's words and pulled her to sit down on the sofa.
"Sit tight. I'll design your makeup now."