Chapter 20

Joe also slept until two in the afternoon.

The sun was still very dazzling at this time. Even with the curtains drawn, some light could still seep through the gaps.

Joe also took a nap and felt dizzy.

She rolled over on the bed a few times, then ruffled her hair, got out of bed dejectedly, and walked into the bathroom barefoot.

He stared at himself in the mirror with lifeless eyes, squeezed out a small amount of toothpaste, and began to wash.

When she finished washing up and walked out of the room, she saw the man sitting on the first floor at a glance.

It was obvious that the other party had been waiting for her here for a long time.

On the sofa next to it, there was a bright red skirt.

Looks noble and reserved.

When Qiao saw the dress, she paused slightly. She actually didn't want to wear any dress, but her mother liked to dress her up as a beautiful doll.

Over time, although she was reluctant to wear skirts, she did not refuse to wear skirts. Of course, if she were allowed to choose clothes herself, she would not choose skirts.

"Wearing this tonight?"

"Yes." Qiao Yang said without raising his head.

"Oh, I see."

After saying that, Qiao also took the clothes and returned to his room.

After putting on the skirt, she looked at herself in the mirror.

In fact, to be fair, Qiao Yang is a qualified father. At least his aesthetics and some of his ideas are enough to surpass most parents.

but……

She still inexplicably couldn't stand him.

Tsk.

She doesn't know how to put on makeup, so Qiao Yang must have hired a makeup artist to do her makeup tonight.

So when she left the room and went downstairs again, the makeup artist had already arrived.

There are not only makeup artists but also stylists.

The makeup artist is not very old and looks to be in her twenties.

She sat on a chair beside her. Qiao Yang glanced down at his watch, then looked at her and said, "The banquet will start at 7 o'clock tonight. Remember not to be late."

"I see."

After getting the answer, Qiao Yang turned around and left without saying a single word.

After he left, the girl who had been busy around him breathed a sigh of relief as if a burden had been lifted off her shoulders. "Mr. Qiao's pressure is still quite strong."

Hearing this, Joe also became interested. "You look afraid of him?"

"It's hard to imagine anyone not being afraid of Mr. Qiao." The girl puffed her face with a powder puff. "After all, Mr. Qiao is a very famous figure in the capital."

"Oh." Qiao also responded coldly, and then asked: "Have you always been her makeup artist?"

"No. It's just that I often do makeup for other people, and those people have close contact with Mr. Qiao. I have never heard of any of my colleagues doing makeup for him before."

"..." Qiao didn't respond either.

"But I don't think I've seen you around Mr. Qiao very often. Did you just come to him recently?"

Hearing this, Qiao instantly knew what she was thinking. She raised her head and glanced at her lightly.

This look seemed like the gaze of the devil from hell, and the girl couldn't help but shiver. She didn't know why the girl in front of her suddenly looked at her like that.

Qiao also smiled playfully and said half-seriously, "Why, are you attracted to him?"

Her straightforward words left the girl stunned. She didn't know how to respond and could only look awkwardly at the stylist who came with her.

When the stylist saw her pleading look, he took a step forward and wanted to say something, but was stopped by Qiao.

She looked at the girl in front of her in a dozing manner, seemingly very patient. "Don't be so scared. I'm not some monster. Will I eat you?"

But even though the girl has been in the industry for quite some time, her intuition told her that what the girl in front of her said was definitely not that simple.

But she still didn't know what to say.

Looking at her frightened expression, Qiao felt somewhat bored. He made a "tsk" sound and turned away, seemingly not wanting to pursue the matter any further.

Seeing her turn around again, the girl was still standing there stupidly. If the stylist who came with her hadn't pushed her, she would still be standing there stupidly.

The girl came to her senses and immediately continued to put makeup on Qiao Ye, but this time she didn't say anything, but just put makeup on her by herself.

Qiao did not pursue the matter.

The entire space fell silent, as if nothing had just happened.

By the time she finished putting on her makeup, it was almost half past five, and it was time for her to leave and attend the party.

But before leaving, she still glanced at the girl who was packing her things. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she said in a low voice: "Don't talk too much to anyone in the future, otherwise you won't know who sold you out."

The girl paused, then lowered her head to pack up her things and followed the stylist out.

Uncle Zhang did not leave with Qiao Yang this time, but stayed and waited for her.

Qiao also got into the car. Uncle Zhang has been driving for the Qiao family for more than 20 years and can be considered an experienced driver.

His car has always been very stable.

Uncle Zhang looked at her through the rearview mirror and said, "Miss, why are you reminding me? They are all completely unrelated people."

Qiao also propped up his head and looked out the window, saying boredly: "This little girl's makeup skills are pretty good. Just a reminder, what if I can still have a bite of hot melon when the time comes?"

Uncle Zhang: “…”

He knew that his lady was definitely not that kind.

But unexpectedly, she actually had such an idea.

But he couldn't say anything and could only remain silent.

The car drove smoothly to the entrance of the banquet.

It was only 6:10 at this time.

But there were already many luxury cars parked in front of the banquet hall.

She could even see her friend who had been drinking with her last night, dressed elegantly today, perfectly embodying the meaning of "gentlemanly villain".

Several people saw each other, but no one spoke. Instead, they pretended not to know each other and just smiled and nodded in greeting.

Qiao Yang was already standing in the banquet hall, seemingly chatting with some other people.

But after a while, the other person's eyes turned to her.

Then, Qiao Yang strode out and stretched out his hand.

Qiao Ye was very tactful and did not refuse, but instead took his arm affectionately.

The father and daughter walked into the banquet hall.

Qiao Ye wore a pair of high heels today, which was rare for her, and a pearl necklace, making her look elegant and noble.

Many people were very surprised to see Qiao Yang bringing a young girl with him today, but their good upbringing made them all tacitly not ask.

After all, Qiao Yang bringing her here today means that it has been officially announced that Qiao is the future heir of the Qiao family.

Therefore, many people are very polite to Qiao Ye.

Qiao is completely different from his usual nonchalant look, acting like a perfect heir.

No matter what topic Qiao Yang and others talked about, as long as they asked her, she could tell them everything.

This also made others praise her endlessly, "I didn't expect Xiaoye to be so big already, she is really graceful and beautiful."

Qiao also smiled faintly, "Uncle Li, you are too kind."

There were many reporters at the dinner taking photos and interviewing some people.

Until Qiao Yang patted her hands and signaled that she could leave on her own.

Only then did Qiao let go and found a more secluded place.

No reporters had come to her yet. Qiao looked around a few times and made sure that they couldn't find her for a while before she picked up a piece of cake and stuffed it into her mouth.

She hasn't eaten anything since she woke up in the afternoon.

It's a rare opportunity to find something to eat to fill my stomach, so of course I have to eat first.

Someone sat down next to her. She looked at him with a look of surprise on her face, "Why are you here too?"

"You can come here, but I can't?" The man rolled his eyes.

It was He Shanyi.

"Tsk, this dinner party isn't at my house, so of course it won't bother you."

"Of course, you can think whatever you want." He also picked up a small piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth. "Apart from anything else, their cakes are always delicious."

“…”

"You seem a little impatient too?"

"Who on earth came up with this stupid dinner party? I just want to go home now."

"And then go back to playing games?"

"Why do you care what I'm going back for?"

The two were arguing when the host suddenly said, "Our Miss Qiao is also here today. Let's invite Miss Qiao to the stage to pay our respects."

Qiao also paused. She had never expected that it would be her.

So she subconsciously looked at the man sitting in the main seat, and the man also had a sinister look on his face.

Obviously, he didn't expect such a scene to happen, which means this was not something he planned.

Qiao also understood, lifted the hem of her skirt and walked onto the stage.

Because she was originally in the corner, all the lights on the stage were shining on her.

Qiao Ye was not in a hurry. He walked over calmly and took the microphone from the host. "First of all, I'm very happy to speak here today on behalf of Qiao's. As one of the many companies in Beijing, Qiao's has always adhered to the concept of 'customer is God' and has always practiced the principle of 'customer needs are our requirements.' Qiao Group also promises that in the future, Qiao will also bring you better products and more excellent services."

After a few polite words, thunderous applause broke out from the audience.

Qiao also came down from the stage, and the smile on her face immediately disappeared. She looked around expressionlessly, trying to find the person who was causing trouble for her among so many people.

He Shanyi came to her side without knowing when, and said fearlessly: "It seems that you just came back, and someone has expressed dissatisfaction with your old man..."

"A large sum of money always brings courage. Be careful, or you will be the one to suffer the same fate."

"Tsk, then I'll lend you my good words."

Qiao Ye's eyes met Qiao Yang's, and the other party's meaning was very clear: tell her to calm down, don't worry, he will take care of everything.

Then the man looked at a certain place on the field, and Joe followed his gaze. There sat a bald man who looked to be in his thirties or forties, drinking alone with his head down, as if he didn't notice their gaze at all.

For some reason, Qiao Ye's heart trembled when he understood the meaning in his eyes.

It seems that the other party is very trustworthy.

Maybe this is what my father meant.

She lowered her head, and her long eyelashes hid the complex emotions in her eyes.