"wedding? WHOSE WEDDING? " Xiao Hui looked at Nangong ye in surprise, as if she had never heard of any wealthy family getting married today.
Nangong Ye's eyes were filled with a deep gloominess, as if all the dark clouds in the world were sealed in his pupils. "It's her wedding. "
His voice was very deep and abnormally hoarse, and it came from the corner of his lips.
Xiao Hui's eyes flashed. She had never seen such a Nangong ye before, as if he was talking about something that he did not want to talk about.
As a maid, the most basic professional ethics was to observe one's words and expressions. She had practiced this basic skill very well. Even though she was curious about who Nangong ye was talking about, she still held back and did not ask.
When master wanted to share with you, you had to be the best listener. You had to melt yourself into a part of the furniture so that the master could tell you without worrying that you would betray him.
When the master did not want to share with you, you had to know your identity. You were just a maid and did not have the right to share everything with the master.
Usually, when people say that accompanying a king is like accompanying a tiger, it's most likely because the subordinate forgot his own identity and really regarded himself as his master's friend.
That was the good thing about Xiao Hui. She never dared to forget her identity and always knew what she should do, what she shouldn't do, and even what she shouldn't think.
Her lips pursed into a straight line, not allowing herself to say another word. She sat quietly beside Nangong ye, almost turning herself into a chair.
She looked out of the window. The places where the cars passed by were getting more and more prosperous. This made her feel strange. Normally, cathedrals were in the suburbs. Only those cathedrals were big enough for marriage. The small cathedrals in the city were small and old It was not suitable for marriage at all. Who was getting married today?
She looked sideways at the man beside her. His face was still gloomy as if it was covered in a layer of ice.
The car suddenly stopped. Xiao Hui was even more surprised. This was not a church but a styling room.
Nangong ye opened the car door and got out. "Get out of the car. Are you waiting for me to carry you? "
Xiao Hui's lips twitched. If she had the guts, she would go to heaven. "No need. I can walk on my own. "
She quickly got out of the car and followed the man into the styling room.
A stylist brought a few assistants to welcome him. "Hello, Young Master! Young Master, do you want to do your hair? "
The stylist asked in a fawning manner.
"Do I still need to do my hair? Are you blind? " Nangong Ye's cold voice escaped.
In an instant, the entire styling room was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
The stylist was so scared that he did not dare to speak. It was obvious that his words had angered the eldest young master. "Young Master's hair is naturally beautiful. There's no need to do it, there's no need to do it. I'm blind. "
It was a rhythm that made him want to cry but had no tears. Why did Nangong ye come to his place if he did not want to do his hair?
Nangong ye pointed at Xiao Hui behind him and said, "give her a styling, clothing, headdress, and jewelry. Give me a complete set. "
The stylist's heart skipped a beat. "If it's a complete set, I'm afraid I don't have the time. There's a customer who made an appointment half a month ago. He'll be here in an hour. "
He said carefully. An hour was enough time for Nangong ye to get his hair done, but a large styling and head-to-toe grooming would take at least three hours.
And his customers had to make an appointment at least half a month in advance. He couldn't turn down his own customers. Moreover, his customers were all big customers. To put it bluntly, he couldn't afford to offend any of them.
"Your customer? Am I not your customer? If you want to die, just say it! " Nangong ye said coldly.
The stylist's face turned pale. "I don't dare to court death. Young Master, please come to the VIP room. "
He braced himself and said. The person he couldn't afford to offend was Nangong ye.
He brought Nangong ye and Xiao Hui to the VIP room in his shop. The most expensive customers here wouldn't sit in the hall. They all had their own VIP rooms.
In the super-large VIP room, there was a styling table, a fitting room, a bathroom for washing and bathing, and a resting area with a SOFA.
Nangong Ye sat on the SOFA and ordered the stylist to start styling Xiao Hui.
Xiao Hui sat awkwardly on the styling chair. She didn't feel good at all. In this life, she had only learned how to serve others, and she didn't know how to enjoy being served.
Seeing a group of people surrounding her, she didn't feel right at all.
"Miss, please relax and lie back. We need to wash your hair, " said the stylist.
"No, you don't need to wash your hair, right? " Xiao Hui whispered. She had just washed her hair yesterday.
"If miss doesn't like to wash her hair, we have a bathroom. You can go and take a bath comfortably. Then, we will do the styling, " said the stylist.
"Ah? Take a bath? Then let's wash your hair, " Xiao Hui said reluctantly. Under the surveillance of a group of people, she went to the bathroom to take a bath alone. No matter how she thought about it, her whole body was covered in hair.
"Okay, you lie back. We will wash your hair, " said the stylist.
Xiao Hui could only lie back. As she lay down, the stylist's assistant began to wash Xiao Hui's hair.
This was not just a simple shampoo. There was also a massage and various essential oils to protect her hair. Xiao Hui had never smelled her hair so good.
When her hair was half-dried, the stylist asked Xiao Hui to sit up. The chair was adjusted to a 90-degree angle.
Xiao Hui looked at her hair in the mirror, which was so black that it was shining and fluffy like waves. Her eyes widened. So this was how the hair that could ripple with a casual flick was made.
She smelled the charming fragrance of her hair and sighed in her heart. No wonder her hair looked good. It was just that her money had been spent on the right place.
The stylist looked at Xiao Hui's face in the mirror and frowned. Xiao Hui was not ugly and looked quite young, but there was nothing special about her face. She was just an ordinary pretty girl.
A face with special features was very easy to make up and find the key points, but a face that was ordinary in every way could not find the key points to highlight.
And to make this kind of face that did not have any key points to make people look amazing, it was simply a test of his ability!
The stylist sighed softly, revealing his helplessness as he reached out for his tools.
The assistant beside him was like a worm in his stomach. Seeing the stylist reach out, he knew what tools the stylist wanted.
He accurately handed the nutrient solution to the stylist's hand.
The stylist took the nutrient solution and sprayed it on Xiao Hui's face, nourishing her skin and brightening her dark yellow complexion.
After the nutrient solution was absorbed, the stylist began to apply other essential creams, isolation creams, foundation creams, and other powder and honey on Xiao Hui's face.
Xiao Hui looked at her face, neck, shoulder, collarbone, and chest that were all covered with these cosmetics. Her mouth was so open that she could almost swallow an egg. She knew the brand of this cosmetics, and they were all sold by the gram And the stylist had smeared these extravagant things on her body. Her heart was racing with tears. Wasn't it too wasteful?
However, as layers of cosmetics were smeared on her body, she really found that she had changed into a different person... ...