Xiahou Xiyue was woken up by Duanmu Xiu before she had slept enough, and then she was thrown into the dressing room. Several makeup artists were busy helping her with makeup and hair, while she kept yawning in front of the mirror, acting like a makeup artist.
When he took out an exquisite dress and put it on her, she was so surprised that her eyes almost fell out of the window. It was such a gorgeous and grand dress. Didn't he say that it was just a simple private banquet? How could she dress up like this?
Bride-like?
"Young Madam, that's all. Let's see if there's anything else you're not satisfied with?" The makeup artist helped her to the mirror.
"Wow..." Xia Hou Xiyue looked at the incredibly beautiful woman in the mirror. Her eyes couldn't help but widen. She almost didn't recognize herself. She was so beautiful. She was even more beautiful than the last time she attended.
Duanmu Xueying's dress at their wedding was a hundred times more beautiful. She never knew that she could be so beautiful.
"Young Madam, if you still have any problems, it's okay to just say it. We will continue to follow up." Seeing her staring blankly in the mirror, the makeup artist continued to ask.
"No problem, no problem at all." It was simply perfect. Xiahou Xiyue quickly put away her stunning expression. It was so embarrassing that she almost couldn't help drooling in the mirror.
"Since the young lady has no other problems, we can hand over someone." The makeup artist immediately pressed the internal line and informed Duanmu Xiu.
In less than a moment, Duanmu Xiu came in and the others cleared the place.
"Honey, you are so beautiful today." Everything arranged today was decided last night. The preparations were a bit hasty and many things could not be perfect. But when he saw her now, he already felt perfect.
"Do you think I'm not pretty enough at ordinary times?" Xia Hou Xiyue looked back at him. He was wearing a black dress, which made his tall and slender body more upright and heroic, with a handsome face and bottomless dark eyes.
With a charming smile.
"No." Duanmu Xiu slowly came to her, looking down at her beautifully decorated face by the makeup artist. He couldn't help but stretched out his fingers to touch it lightly, and raised his magnetic voice in a low voice, "What are you doing today?"
Even more beautiful.”
His answer made her smile, and she looked up at him with a smile: "You are also very handsome today. Now can you tell me the purpose of your party." She seemed to have guessed it in her heart, but
But I was still nervous.
"Soon, you will know. The guests have already arrived. Let's go out." Duanmu Xiu bowed his head and kissed her gently on the forehead, then put his hand in front of her.
"What kind of mystery are you doing? You still won't tell me now." Xiahou Xiyue complained, then she reached out to hold his arm and walked outside together.
A two-meter-wide red carpet was spread in the middle of the garden, leading to the temporary stage. A giant calendar clock hung on the stage set, which was showing today's date, September 9, 2009.
It was two minutes before nine o'clock, and the numbers were clear enough for everyone below to see clearly.
"What are you doing, putting such a big clock here?" Xiahou Xiyue looked at the man who was holding her wrist and walking towards the red carpet with some suspicion.
"You'll know in a minute." Duanmu Xiu still remained mysterious.
"Tch, it's mysterious." Xiahou Xiyue raised her eyes and looked at the astonishingly large clock. How did he get it in such a short period of time?
