Chapter 256 (1/2)

In the presidential suite, which is known as the most luxurious in the city, Song Wen sits in front of the dressing table. The ground is covered with exquisite carved jewelry boxes. I don't know who broke the pearl chain. Pearls fall on the carpet embroidered with Persian birds and animals. When they roll on the ground, they make a slight sound of friction with fur, and are quickly covered by the voice of speaking.

There are several clothes shelves beside the bed. The elegant evening dress is the style that girls dream of. At this moment, they are like the cheapest goods hanging on the shelves. Only the dress ”starry night” on the mannequin model, which glitters with the deep light of jewelry, is qualified to be superior to others.

The cosmetics and jewelry customized just for her can't be put down on the dressing table, so they can only be put on the sofa beside. On the sofa, there are also luxury dresses that have been replaced, and even bags and pendants are piled on them. The limited bags of baleshijia and Fendi are impolitely pressing on the skirt of evening dress, like the outdated special goods displayed in the shop window.

It's hard to imagine that someone can be extravagant to such a degree. However, it's only for Song Wen to serve herself. All the big hotel suites are just a dressing room for her. The stylists and makeup artists who rush into the room one after another are only for her.

In order to match Xiang Chaojue's fame, status and wealth, as well as to compare Gu luanqing who once stood beside him, Song Wen does not hesitate to spend a lot of money to make herself more noble. It's better that she can't catch up with anyone except Xiang Chaojue.

If she wants to be the unique star in Xiang Chaojue's mind, she should also let the world remember that only she can be worthy of Xiang Chaojue in this world. If she wants to have a third party, at least she must have won her in the clothes.

Song Wen thinks so confidently. She looks at herself in the mirror. She is wearing a gold tunic and a low cut tuxedo with a white silk shawl. The dress is made of gold silk by hand. The style is designed by the British Royal designer. It is very valuable, even priceless.

The make-up artist had already put on her make-up, but she was not satisfied. When the make-up artist came in, she called her to follow her, ”what's the matter with this lip? I said that it should be full and glossy, and the color is not enough. I said that I want red. Can't you understand me?”

In order to make up a little bit of a small problem with people angry, in addition to Song Wen outside the people also no one.

Nevertheless, the high remuneration she offered also made the stylists who worked for her dare not complain and serve her servilely, ”yes, I'll make up for you now.”

”Before I open my eyes, you fix my lip makeup, or you won't have a chance next time.” Song Wen was still angry and criticized her a lot. Then she reluctantly closed her eyes, raised her face and presented her delicate and carved face in front of the makeup artist without reservation. Her retro black curly hair fell down on her bare shoulders and her sexual feeling was charming. Let alone men, women who were lucky enough to meet her would be attracted by it.

This is Song Wen. Although she has a bad temper and is tricky, her charm is still unquenchable. She has attracted a large number of fans and followers. Her undisguised talent has also made her shine in the performing arts circle and won various awards irresistibly.

The more famous she is, the more willful she will be. Even if she doesn't want to do something, even if the brokerage company kneels down to beg her, she won't agree. What she agrees to do, she will have to get everything ready before she starts.

Of course, there is no exception.

For example, now, just to accompany Xiang Chaojue to a dinner party, Song Wen has put off her two-day trip. From 6 a.m. to 7 p.m., she has finished her dress and make-up. We can imagine how much she attaches importance to the party.

No, it should be said that she only cares about Xiang Chaojue.

In recent days, Xiang Chaojue has invited her three times to accompany her to the banquet. She has also invited him to share lunch, dinner and shopping places. Even when she stayed in a hotel when she went to film, she had to ask him to accompany her. However, it was just a room next to her. She had no chance to get close to his body, Let alone get it.

It's not that she hasn't tried to seduce Xiang Chaojue, but the man with a heart of stone doesn't eat this at all. As a result, she often ends up in a bad mood. After two or three repetitions, Song Wen finally learns well and doesn't have that kind of illusion about him. At most, she sneaks up to kiss him when he doesn't pay attention or is distracted.

Xiang Chaojue also resisted the kiss, but did not push her away, which made Song Wen more confident. She had a hunch that one day she would completely conquer Xiang Chaojue, and that day would not be far away.

Xiang Chaojue must be her.

Thinking of this, Song Wen clenched her fist as if she had grasped the happiness in her hand. She raised her mouth and showed a smile to herself in the mirror.

After making up for a moment, he came to Chaojue's room to find her. Because the banquet venue was in this hotel, he didn't need to walk too much to pick her up, so he reluctantly agreed to come and pick her up.

He knocked on the door. ”May I go now?”

The clear sound startled the people in the room. The make-up artist, the stylist and several assistants all spread out in a row and said hello to Chaojue in unison, ”good morning, I've kept you waiting.”

”Well.” Xiang Chaojue is still so cold. He doesn't know who these people are. After all, it doesn't matter to him whether he knows them or not.

He just thinks that Song Wen is just attending a medium-sized banquet, which is too exciting. The room is in a mess. I don't know how long she has been struggling.