The earrings, necklaces and bracelets are all in matching pearl colors, and paired with this violet knee-length skirt, they perfectly set off her convex and concave figure and crystal-clear complexion like porcelain.
Li's mother called her downstairs, saying that the makeup artist was here.
"Mother Li, let them come up."
Standing in front of the mirror, she felt that the only flaw in this outfit was the mismatched hair shape. For her 20th birthday, she also wanted to show off her most beautiful side.
Half an hour later.
Chang Shang Luo Luo stood in front of the mirror again elegantly, her whole body looked shrunk than half an hour ago, and she felt many times more beautiful.
"Shang Shang, you are so beautiful, Master Chang is so blessed."
Mother Li kept exaggerating beside her, and Chang Shang's originally sweet smile gradually faded away, but the corners of her lips were still curled up, and there was a faint smile on her face.
She took her mobile phone and made a call to Chang Mian.
It took a long time before the call was connected. Chang Mianqing's calm voice came from over there.
"Chang Mian, today is my birthday. I want to celebrate it with some friends tonight. Can I go home later?" Chang Shang usually doesn't go out after seven o'clock in the evening, but every year's birthday is a special exception.
Now, she just wanted to make sure she felt at ease here, otherwise Chang Mian would have been very disappointed if he called her early and asked her to go home.
"Huh? Oh? You are allowed to indulge a little tonight. Be careful and don't get trafficked by bad guys," Chang Mian said with a faint smile on his face, "Is there anything else?"
Chang Shang hesitated and talked for a long time. In fact, she wanted to wait for him to say happy birthday, but Chang Mian seemed to have no intention of giving these four words. Chang Shang was lost for a moment and shook her head: "No more."
As soon as she finished speaking, the phone was cut off.
When Chang Shang hung up the phone, her mood dropped again, but it passed in a flash, and soon a bright smile appeared on her face again.
Then there was a ding, and the phone received a text message with only four words, which was exactly what she had been looking forward to [Happy Birthday], but the number was an unfamiliar number, and it was not a very familiar number.
who?
She couldn't guess. She received a lot of text messages today, all of which were birthday wishes. Changshang thought for a while and replied with two words: "Thank you."
Chang Shang hung up the phone, still feeling a little disappointed, thinking that Chang Mian was really a stingy person who refused to even say a happy birthday.
However, this little emotion passed away in a flash, and soon a bright smile appeared on her face again.
Downstairs, a servant told her that Alan was here. She carried her handbag and stepped on eight-centimeter high heels, but she ran downstairs like flying.
Downstairs, living room.
Chang Shang walked around the living room narcissistically and asked excitedly: "Alan, what do you think?"
"Sister Xin, you are so beautiful. Even the female stars on the red carpet in Cannes can't compare to you. Sister Xin, you are so beautiful. Wow, I am so jealous and jealous that I hate you..."
Chang Shang smiled and glared at her: "You are the only one with a sweet mouth."
"I'm telling the truth. Sister Xin, you are just beautiful. Believe me. You will definitely be fascinated by......... thousands of men." Alan bit his lip and almost stopped talking.
, she observed Sister Xin's face and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, she didn't notice it.
"Sister Xin, this is a mask made of peacock feathers. Do you think it looks good?"