Chapter 2287 It's not that I'm good at craftsmanship, it's you who looks good
Manshu backed away, a little unable to stand Sister Qing's enthusiasm.
Mainly, why do these people always love her hair.
"Sister Qing, I haven't washed my hair yet."
Manshu knew she was going to do styling work later, so she planned to wash it before doing it.
"It's okay, do you need my help?" Feng Qing really likes Manshu.
The little girl is pretty and has a good personality.
It's rare for Mr. Zhu to have such a cute little girl by his side. With her by his side, Mr. Zhu is in a much better mood.
"It doesn't have to be so troublesome." Manshu scratched his hair, "I'll wash it quickly."
She spoke very quickly, really very quickly.
It was done in less than ten minutes.
While drying his hair, Feng Qing took the initiative to grab the hair dryer and said, "Young champion, just sit here today and I will serve you."
Manshu didn't argue with her either.
"Thank you, Sister Qing."
Feng Qing helped her blow dry her hair and said, "I will do your styling today. Do you have any special requirements?"
"No, I believe in Sister Qing's aesthetics."
Manshu really doesn’t have any requirements.
"I just like a little girl like you. Not to mention beautiful, you also have a sweet mouth."
"Even if I put a sack on you, you won't be ugly."
"But don't worry, today I guarantee that you will be the most dazzling little princess in the audience."
"Are you very sleepy? Please sleep a little longer."
Manshu hummed twice, then closed her eyes to rest.
After Feng Qing blew her hair, she expertly put on makeup.
Manshu is a person with mama-like eyelashes. She doesn’t need any eye makeup at all. Her big black eyes and thick and curled eyelashes already look good.
The eyebrows were slightly modified and a thin layer of powder was applied.
In fact, her skin is very good, like a peeled egg.
Feng Qing was putting on makeup while her eyes were filled with greed.
"What a pity, why is my eighteen-year-old different from yours?"
"I think back then... Hey, let's not talk about it anymore. Look at your face. The extra strokes are just superfluous."
Feng Qing applied lipstick to Manshu again, and her whole look was pink and tender.
As for her hairstyle, I randomly braided her hair like a princess and wore a set of jade forehead ornaments, which made her look extremely beautiful.
The dress is pink and white, with many layers. Although it is a bit hot, it really looks like a princess who has stepped out of a fairy tale world.
"Done!"
It was only after ten o'clock when the whole look was finished.
"Thank you, Sister Qing!" Manshu turned around, she was really beautiful.
She didn't even recognize herself in the mirror.
"It's not that I'm good at my craftsmanship, it's that you look good." Feng Qing smiled modestly.
Even if the little girl wears sportswear and ties her hair into a ponytail, she still looks full of youthfulness.
"Miss, when you're done styling, go downstairs. Sir is waiting for you."
The nanny went upstairs at the right time to urge them.
The old man had already gone to the hotel to entertain the guests, and Yan Zhan also went there in advance, and now he is back to pick up Manshu.
Manshu went downstairs, and when Yan Zhan saw her, surprise flashed in his eyes.
Feng Qing knew in advance that the two would announce their engagement today because Yan Zhan also asked her for advice when choosing clothes.
When she learned that they were going to dress as a couple, Feng Qing's first reaction was disbelief.
My second reaction was that I thought it was nothing.
Although she didn't get married and have children, she could understand Mr. Yan's desire to get his adopted son and granddaughter engaged.
After all, this is where the real wealth does not flow to outsiders.
However, now looking at Yan Zhan's attitude towards Man Shu, Feng Qing found that he had been wrong again.
It seems that the person who really doesn't want his wealth to flow to outsiders is not the old man, but the famous Mr. Yan in C City.