The woman in front of him stood in front of him with a haggard expression.

Bo Xingzhi's eyes were distressed, "Did you not sleep all night? What the **** were you doing? Writing programs? Or writing plans? Isn't you writing a script?"

Ruan Su shook his head, "I carved something."

"Carving?" Bo Xing stopped for a moment, "You shouldn't know..."

Did you carve the rough jadeite yesterday?

But a whole thing can be carved out in one night? How can it be?

It takes a lot of days for an extraordinary carving master to carve a work of art, right?

He hadn't heard of a finished product carved out in one night.

"Well, the engagement gift for uncle." Ruan Su fiddled with her hair and raised her eyes lazily. Her hands were full of jade powder, which was very uncomfortable. "I'll take a bath and sleep."

Otherwise, going to the engagement banquet at night would be too haggard.

Seeing Ruan Su walking towards the bedroom, Bo Xingzhi always felt a little puzzled.

But he also knows that the body is the most important.

So he did not continue to disturb Ruan Su, but told his aunt to cook the porridge on the fire, and then he went to the company.

Although he also took time to deal with work when he participated in "Mi Xiaogu Traveling Long Distance", there was still a lot of backlog.

You have to deal with it quickly before going abroad to help Song Wanfei.

Ruan Su wakes up at two o'clock in the afternoon, and she has been asleep since morning.

It was when the sun was scorching hot that she stretched her waist. It has been a long time since she stayed up all night. She felt a little uncomfortable after staying up all night.

After getting out of bed to wash, she went downstairs and soaked a cup of American ginseng. Just after drinking two sips, she saw her aunt come out from the kitchen, "Madam, I have stewed chicken soup and some porridge. Would you like to drink it? Or me Make some more side dishes?"

Ruan Su didn't expect Bo Xingzhi would look for his aunt to take care of her.

A faint warmth came to my heart, "Okay, I'll have chicken soup. Just fry two dishes."

"Okay." After the aunt said, she went into the kitchen again.

It didn't take long for the auntie to bring a bowl of steaming chicken soup on the table, and when she returned, she brought out two plates of exquisite side dishes.

Ruan Su sat at the dining table, very ordinary fried pork with chili and a plate of tomato and eggs.

However, she is not picky about eating. As soon as she moved her chopsticks, the doorbell at home rang.

The housekeeper pressed the door open button without asking.

Ruan Suzheng was a little suspicious, and saw the uncle butler standing at the door opening the door with a smile, and then took the box passed by the outsider, "Thank you for your hard work."

"You're welcome." The man said and left.

I saw the housekeeper happily handing the exquisite box to Ruan Su, "Madam, do you guess what's inside?"

Ruan Su was taken aback, "What?"

"Oh, why don't you cooperate with me so much?" The housekeeper opened the box with a smile, and it was shining with gold inside.

"What a beautiful dress!" The aunt's eyes were stunning, "This dress is definitely not cheap."

"That's not it. The high-end dress that the young master bought from abroad for his wife is worth a lot of money! There are also matching shoes." The housekeeper took out a pair of golden high heels from inside.

Ruan Su originally wanted to find a dress with no tag from her wardrobe. After all, this was not her home court.

She's just a guest, but Bo Xingzhi still airlifted her dress back?

This brand is not cheap. Usually, ready-made clothes start at 100,000, and dresses start at least one million...

So this dress is at least one million? two millions?

She shook her head helplessly, "Too prodigal."

"This shows that the young master loves his wife, and keeps his wife in his heart!" The housekeeper praised Bo Xingzhi, "Would you like to try now, madam?"

"Forget it, wait till night and try again." As soon as her voice fell, the doorbell rang again.

She saw the housekeeper open the door, and a group of men and women carrying various cosmetic cases poured into the living room.

Headed by a man with a heavy powdered gas, "Hello Mrs. Bo, I am invited to come and help you with your styling. This is my team."

Ruan Su: "..."

Is it her engagement, but not her engagement, so what do you do so grandly?

Bo Xingzhi is really...

A professional smile appeared on the man's face, "Mr. Bo contacted our styling studio yesterday and placed an order. Where is your dressing table, Mrs. Bo? Or is it the cloakroom?"

Ruan Su hurriedly finished the chicken soup and swept away the two side dishes on the table. Then he wiped the oil stains from the corners of his lips and stood up, "Upstairs, please come with me."

The stylist's hands have the same skills as the magical craftsmanship. Ruan Su was tossed for nearly two hours, and his waist was about to break.

Finally I heard the man say, "Mrs. Thin, you can go and put on a dress."

She looked at herself in the mirror, her long, jet-black hair was coiled up into a typical shape, and the naughty strands of hair falling from her ears were curled into natural curls with a curling iron.

The makeup on the face is very delicate, and a pair of watery eyes are lined up more and more brightly.

Sure enough, she looked much better than what she had just now.

She walked into the dressing room with the dress custom-made for her by Bo Xingzhi, and after the change, she walked out again.

As a result, she found the man in the cloakroom as soon as she came out.

The man wore a black suit with one hand in his pocket. His handsome face and a handmade suit were extraordinarily charming. He was originally tall, but now he is becoming more upright and stalwart, and a masculine charm fills the cloakroom.

When he saw Ruan Su coming out, there was a glimmer of surprise in his eyes.

The tailored tight-fitting off-shoulder gold dress, coupled with a diamond necklace that shone like a star, makes her look surprisingly charming and sexy.

The long hair was curled up high, revealing the white and slender neck, which also made the pair of gemstone earrings extraordinarily dazzling.

"Except that the shoes are a bit high, there is nothing wrong." Ruan Su said to him with her red lips.

Bo Xingzhi stretched out her long arms, hooked her slender waist, and hugged her into his arms, "It's okay, I will hold you tight."

"Mrs. Bo, you are really beautiful in this dress, very beautiful!" The stylist stepped forward and said, "Your skin is the best among my customers. I am not willing to put on your makeup."

Hearing what the stylist said complimenting Ruan Su, the corners of Bo Xingzhi's lips rose, and he was obviously very happy.

Song Yan behind him immediately sent a big red envelope to the stylist with great eyesight, "Several hard work, please drink milk tea."

The stylist didn't expect to coax Mr. Bo up happily, and there was a big red envelope to take it, and he immediately smiled, "Thank Mr. Bo, thank Mrs. Bo."

Their styling studio is naturally not cheap to do a styling, so their salaries are quite high.

But... it's naturally better to be able to receive the extra big red envelope.

Who hates money and bites his hand?

After these stylists left the villa, they posted a picture of Ruan Su's back on their studio's official Weibo.

"Look at who is the owner of this beautiful back?"

Originally, their styling studio had a certain reputation in the industry, and they usually did styling for celebrities and celebrities.

So I usually have a certain fan base.

Some of these fans were familiar with Ruan Su, and they immediately recognized them. "It's not our thin wife!"

"Please take a positive photo!"

"Having a back view, I can't understand the greedy!"

"The blogger hastened and took a few photos from the front."

As a result... enthusiastic netizens put the new look of Mrs. Bo on a hot search.

The stylist didn't expect to be so popular, and he was so scared that he quickly contacted Song Yan, "Song Tezhu, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. I didn't expect...If it caused trouble to Mrs. Bo, I apologize..."

"No, our wife also saw the hot search, you can put a few frontal photos, it doesn't matter. It's not a bad thing."

Song Yan soothed the stylist and hung up.

The stylist was stunned at the mobile phone, his immediate boss, the owner of the studio, yelled at him furiously, "Is Mrs. Bo angry? We are just a small modeling room... Don't let me go bankrupt." ..."

The stylist murmured, "She said she would send a frontal photo."

"Are you crazy? They always pay attention to privacy, and it's not those stars who need enthusiasm..."

The boss was so angry that he wanted to slap the stylist twice.

"Song Tezhu said that it's okay to take a frontal photo. It's not a bad thing. It can be taken." The stylist said excitedly, "Mrs. Bo is really a good person."

With that, he posted the picture of Ruan Su stored in his phone on Weibo. "HD without PS, this is the most real thin wife."

The boss looked at him in shock, "Really?"

He thought it was the stylist who was frightened.

"Really." The stylist looked at the constant comments on Weibo and liked it. "Boss, we borrowed the light of Mrs. Bo, we are going to make a fortune!"

Because he received a lot of private messages to do the modeling.

"I want the same style stylist for Mrs. Bo!"

"I will attend the wedding tomorrow and want Mrs. Bo's stylist!"

"Stylist, please do the styling the day after tomorrow, I want to attend the birthday banquet!"

"Where is your address? Ask for a phone address!"

The boss snatched his phone and stared at the crazy private messages in disbelief. "A lot of orders, so many!"

He almost cried with excitement.

Normally styling those stars has no such effect!

How did you make one for Mrs. Bo, and the order flew over like snow flakes?

Ruan Su and Bo Xingzhi, who became the hottest celebrities of the day, were sitting in a Bentley car and headed towards the hotel.

As night fell gradually, the lights on the street were beginning to shine, and the stars that emerged from the sky looked at everything on the earth blinking and blinking.

The car drove smoothly on the road and arrived at the destination quickly.

Several young masters of the Song family were standing at the door of the hotel to greet the guests, and Ye Yanli was also accompanied by the door, and many luxury cars had already arrived.

Looking around in the underground garage, there are a lot of luxury cars.