Song Ziqian’s father Song Mingfeng’s fiftieth birthday.
Qi Boyuan took the invitation and said to Qi Yuan in a friendly manner: "Qi Yuan, come with me to attend your Uncle Song's birthday party this afternoon."
Qi Yuan looked hesitant: "I have severed ties with the Qi family now. It's not good for me to go with you."
Qi Boyuan got a headache when he heard the words severing ties.
But he suppressed his impatience and said gently: "There's nothing wrong with it. It's all the elders who watched you grow up. Song Ziqian also specifically told me that you must go. Maybe it's because I haven't seen you for a long time.
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Qi Yuan agreed reluctantly: "Okay, then I'll go."
It was obviously the opportunity she had been waiting for, but Qi Boyuan still begged her to go.
Qi Boran put down the invitation and said, "That's right. I'll arrange for a stylist to come over and dress you up. Young people still have to dress up properly. I'll go and do some work first and pick you up at five in the afternoon."
"good."
Qi Yuan looked obedient and obedient, as if he had no edge.
But Qi Boyuan actually knew that Qi Yuan was dangerous.
Of course, no matter how dangerous a person is, he will still have weaknesses.
In the original substitute marriage, Qi Yuan failed to marry Song Ziqian as she wished, and now it has become like this. Now he is trying to find a way to get her to marry Song Ziqian, so that she will be obedient from now on.
Now that I have divorced Mr. Shen, I no longer have the Shen family to support me.
He is just a twenty-year-old young man despite his many eyes.
Qi Boyuan left confidently.
Qi Yuan looked at the invitation on the table and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
A birthday banquet is a lively place, perfect for revealing some news.
She waited for three days and there would be a good show to watch.
In the afternoon, the stylist arranged by Qi Boyuan came over.
It was not just one person, but a team came directly, including makeup, costume matching, hair styling, and several assistants.
He even brought a priceless haute couture dress.
Qi Yuan sneered in his heart, Qi Boyuan really spent a lot of money.
Qi Yuan is very cooperative.
The makeup artist gently swept the powder brush over Qi Yuan's face, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Miss Qi's face is so beautiful without makeup. If her makeup skills were not good, I would be embarrassed to do it."
Qi Yuan sat back on the chair, lazily closing his eyes, like a noble cat, and said lightly: "Just do whatever you want."
The makeup artist looked at this face up close and felt his heart tremble. It was so beautiful.
I don't know how long it took, but Qi Yuan felt sleepy with his eyes closed. Then the stylist's voice came from beside him: "Miss Qi, please try on the dress."
Qi Yuan then opened his eyes.
When he opened his eyes and saw the person in the mirror, Qi Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Qi Boyuan made her look like this, she really looks like a white lotus. She is so weak and pitiful.
Qi Yuan didn't say anything more and went to change clothes.
The dress is a long white dress with a one-shoulder design and a slender waist. The gauze skirt covers the tops of the feet, which further highlights Qi Yuan's flawless white skin. At a glance, a strand of her long hair falls on her collarbone.
, as if in the snow, only this strand of hair is swaying gently.
"Okay, that's it, you all go back." Qi Yuan spoke up, breaking the sudden silence on the scene.
The stylist seemed to have just remembered to breathe and took a few quick breaths.
After working as a stylist for so many years, I have never met anyone like Meicheng.
Being dressed up like a weak fairy by them, even a woman, let alone a man, would be tempted by her.
But I have an inexplicable misconception that this is not a fairy, but a seductress.
The tail of his eyes, slightly raised impatiently, was like a seductive feather, gently stirring everyone's heart.
Qi Yuan frowned: "Huh?"
The stylist was startled and came to his senses: "Sorry to disturb Miss Qi, we are leaving now."
They quickly packed up their things and left Qi's house quickly.
I always feel that if Miss Qi is dressed like this today, something will definitely happen.
But this is a matter for a wealthy family, and those who do the styling have nothing to do with it.
One styling took three hours.
Qi Boyuan will be back to pick up people in a while.
Song Xiao was a little embarrassed. It was difficult for him to go to a banquet on such an occasion, but if he didn't go along, he wouldn't feel at ease.
If you need anything, go to the young master. This is Song Xiao's motto in life.
Song Xiao naturally called the young master to inform him.
Then he went to the kitchen and brought a glass of juice and snacks to Qi Yuan: "Master, people usually don't have enough to eat at banquets. You should eat some snacks first to fill your stomach."
Qi Yuan took the snack and started eating it in small bites.
Song Xiao felt that a delicate creature like the Young Madam should have been well taken care of in the Royal Garden, but in just a few months, it felt like a lot of things had happened.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, Qi Boyuan came back.
When he came back, he handed Qi Yuan a jewelry box and said with a kind and good father's face: "Put on this set of jewelry and let's go."
Qi Yuan opened it and saw that it was Qijia’s latest flagship model.
Qi Boyuan is really scheming. She is the design director of Yunhui, but she carries Qijia Company's flagship jewelry. What does this make people think?
Do you want people to think that Yunhui’s customized jewelry is not as good as Qijia’s?
It's just that Qi Boyuan's vision doesn't seem to be that good.
This set of jewelry is nice to look at, but it doesn't really match Qi Yuan's outfit.
Jewelry and people have their own beauty, and there is no feeling that they complement each other.
It's probably like a snow lotus with fairy spirit, but you insist on painting it with gold edges, which doesn't quite match.
Qi Boyuan's aesthetics can't tell much, but an expert might frown at it.
Qi Yuan put on her jewelry obediently and followed Qi Boyuan out.
The Song family's birthday banquet was held in a star-rated hotel.
The people coming and going are all from wealthy circles.
Song Ziqian was wearing a white suit, which made him even more gentle and elegant, and was greeting guests at the door.
As soon as Qi Boyuan appeared, Song Ziqian's eyes unconsciously fell on Qi Yuan behind Qi Boyuan, and he stepped forward to meet him with bright eyes.
He thought of the cross-country long-distance phone call he received a few nights ago.
Qi Yanran told him something.
Let's say they are engaged.
On the wedding day, let Qi Yuan marry him as a substitute.
When Song Ziqian heard this proposal, his heart trembled. What he immediately thought about was not whether he would agree to it, but whether this method was feasible.
At that moment, he was shocked to find that he really fell in love with Qi Yuan.
Perhaps it was when he saw that face that he was unconsciously attracted and noticed it unconsciously.
When Qi Yuan married Second Young Master Shen, it was as a substitute marriage, but at the auction, Qi Yuan would obediently get close to Second Young Master Shen.
People like Qi Yuan seem to compromise after getting married, whether it is voluntary or not.
Song Ziqian and Qi Yanran discussed some details and agreed.
His parents would not let him marry Qi Yuan, but if he married Qi Yanran, his parents would agree.
Before today, the two families had already discussed and announced that he and Qi Yanran were engaged.
It's a substitute marriage anyway, so it doesn't matter if Qi Yanran doesn't come to announce the engagement.
If Qi Yuan was unhappy because of his engagement, he could coax him out of it.
Thinking of this, Song Ziqian greeted him with a smile on his face: "Uncle Qi, you are here, my father is waiting for you."
Qi Boyuan smiled and strode forward: "I'm late. I'm late. Please look after Qi Yuan. I'll go see Lao Song first."
Song Ziqian took half a step back and grabbed Qi Yuan.
