Judging from the information obtained from Sister Zhong, Mo Jia and Huan Huan were developing very smoothly, and Mo Tieyi couldn't help but feel relieved. In addition, M.O.'s performance in one quarter exceeded 8%, and congratulations came one after another.
Mo Tieyi was in a really good mood, so he specially held a celebration banquet to thank all the employees of the company.
Huanhuan originally thought that nothing happened to her, but on the day of the celebration party, she unexpectedly received a large and beautiful gift box sent by Mojia.
Inside is a short white bare-shouldered dress, and even the matching handbag is fully prepared for her.
There is a note on it - "I will come back to pick you up in the evening."
Huan Huan stared blankly at what Mo Jia had given her, feeling surprised and happy at the same time.
When the reception was approaching, Sister Zhong put on Huanhuan's makeup herself, with the corner of her mouth slightly raised, "The young master never brings a female companion, but the young lady is the first one. Moreover, this is the young lady's first time to attend a company event, so she must
Amaze them all!"
Looking at the beautiful little woman who looked like a fairy in the mirror, Huanhuan suddenly felt uneasy.
She was not sure whether she wanted to attend such a public occasion.
Someone called Sister Zhong away, and Huanhuan was the only one left in the room. At this time, Yan Xihua walked in from the outside. With just a little makeup, she was so dazzlingly beautiful that just one glance made people reluctant to look away.
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She saw Huanhuan sitting in front of the dressing table and asked with a smile, "Mojia said that he sent someone to send something back to me. Did he put it with you?"
Huanhuan turned around, her eyes stagnant, "Something?"
Yan Xihua smiled slightly and said calmly, "Mo Jia called me and asked me to prepare and come back later to pick me up to attend M.O.'s cocktail party. So, I think he should have sent me a dress."
Huanhuan was completely stunned.
That dress was given to her?
Yan Xihua's eyes suddenly fell on the bed, and she immediately smiled, "Ah, it's over here!"
She walked straight over and picked up the beautifully packaged gift box, "Haha, thank you. I'll leave first. If I don't prepare, it will be too late."
The moment the door closed, the confident smile on Yan Xihua's face immediately disappeared. The arms holding the box in her arms tightened little by little...
Huanhuan slowly raised her head, looked at herself in the mirror, and smiled to herself.
How stupid is she to actually believe that he will take her to a cocktail party?
She picked up the cotton pad and wiped off Sister Zhong's carefully put on makeup bit by bit. The eye shadow was smudged into a ball, like two panda eyes. She ignored it and wiped it on vigorously.
Su Huanhuan, you are so hopelessly stupid, this clown-like face is more suitable for you!
There was a knock on the door, but she turned a deaf ear.
The door opened, and a tall and slender man stepped in. Standing behind the mirror, he saw her self-abuse behavior and exclaimed, "Hey, Su Huanhuan, I know you're ugly, so there's no need to torture yourself like this, right?"
Huanhuan was stunned for a moment, and then she looked up blankly and saw the person standing behind her, "Mo Sheng, why are you here?"
Mo Sheng was wearing a black suit without a tie, and two buttons were unbuttoned on the collar of his shirt, revealing his sexy collarbone. He stood there without saying anything, but stared at her with careful eyes, and suddenly said, "So you are
Are you planning to go to the cocktail party?"
Embarrassed by being kicked suddenly, Huanhuan turned away and did not answer.
What should she say? She mistakenly thought that Mojia gave her a dress, and when she was so happy and carried away, she found that she had mistaken it?
Mo Sheng suddenly smiled and brushed his hair on his forehead with his fingers, "Just in time, I am short of a female companion. I wonder if Miss Su will appreciate her?"
Huanhuan was a little embarrassed, "Are you sympathizing with me?"
Mo Sheng asked instead, "Do you need it?"
"Of course not!" Huanhuan retorted loudly. The more so, the more she showed her lack of confidence.
"Then clean up your little face and go to the cocktail party with me!" Although he was smiling, his tone was unquestionable, "If you really want to be a deserter, then I have nothing to say."
deserter?
Huanhuan stood up quickly, turned around, with a smudged face, and was inspired by him to refuse to admit defeat. She looked at him and said word by word, "Who is the deserter? Take me to the reception.
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Mo Sheng smiled.
He drove the sports car very fast, took Huanhuan to a private image design center, dragged Huanhuan out of the car and walked in, "Tony, I don't have time. I'll give you ten minutes so that she can meet people."
Tony's short hair was dyed colorfully close to his scalp, like a moving map of the world. He glanced at Huanhuan, raised his orchid finger and scolded, "Sheng, you really give me problems!"
"Haha, who told me to only trust you."
Tony suddenly became happy, "Slick." He raised his fingers towards Huanhuan, "Come on, let me turn decay into magic."
The corners of Huanhuan's mouth twitched a few times. Is she that rotten?
Ten minutes later, Tony clapped his hands and walked out, "Sheng, this is the biggest challenge I have ever accepted since I joined the industry."
Mo Sheng put down the magazine in his hand and smiled, "I believe in your professionalism."
Tony gave him a wink and turned around, "Hey, come out."
The curtain in the changing room opened, and Mo Sheng was obviously startled when he saw the person walking out slowly.
Huan Huan staggered out on sharp and thin high heels. The champagne-colored evening dress she wore wrapped her not-so-voluptuous figure in an exquisite way. The skirt was designed to be short in the front and long in the back.
Adding a touch of alternative style to this conservative evening dress, her legs were long, slender, and sexy, so Tony allowed them to be completely exposed. Her bare shoulders were round and attractive, and Tony carefully cut her wounds.
Perfectly covered with a purple butterfly, it unexpectedly became a bright spot.
Her cheeks have also been cleaned up. I have to admit that Tony's makeup skills are indeed superb. There is no trace of makeup at all, but it gives people the impression that their eyes are bright.
She is as beautiful as an elf.
Mo Sheng felt his breath become hot. He tried to pull the tie with his hands out of habit, but found that it was not tied at all. He turned back to Tony and said, "Why don't you turn on the air conditioning here?"
Tony burst out laughing, looking like he was used to it, "It's not that I don't have the air conditioner on here, it's that some people's hearts are too hot."
Mo Sheng glared at him, turned back to look at Huanhuan, and said in a rough voice, "Let's go."
"Oh." Huanhuan's skirt was very long at the back, so she had to be careful when walking. Mo Sheng approached her quietly and held her up considerately. Huanhuan smiled gratefully at him.
His chest felt tight again, causing him to miss a beat of breath.
Tony saw this, raised his orchid fingers and took the opportunity to say, "Sheng, the price is doubled tonight~"
Mo Sheng didn't even look back and said generously, "Give me the bill tomorrow."