When he was about to call his assistant back, the girl said anxiously, "Brother Wu'an, I can do it. I've attended banquets with my mother before, and I understand the procedures."
Si Wuan stopped what he was doing, his dark pupils falling on the girl. Yes, her mother used to be a prominent figure in the imperial capital, with endless banquets every night, and many people were proud to be able to invite Xia Sheng to dance. How could he have forgotten?
"I'll have my assistant deliver the dress, and put on makeup..."
"I can put on makeup, I can do it." Xia Weiyi winked mischievously: "I'm a painter, so putting on makeup is a piece of cake for me."
"Are you sure?"
It’s not that Si Wuan was suspicious, but he had never seen Xia Weiyi wearing heavy makeup. Every time he saw her, her lips were only slightly red, and there was no trace of makeup anywhere else.
"Don't worry, I learned makeup from my mother."
Si Wuan's mind flashed with the photo of Aunt Xia Sheng that he saw in his father's study. It was a gorgeous, rich and beautiful face, charming and stunning.
Xia Weiyi is even more beautiful than her mother. When she puts on heavy makeup, it is hard to tell how beautiful she will look.
Si Wuan nodded and said, "Okay."
At this moment, Xia Weiyi was filled with joy. She could wear a dress and attend the banquet with Brother Wu An and help him with socializing. She was so excited, as if she had grown up completely and was getting closer to him.
While waiting for the dress and cosmetics to be delivered, Xia Weiyi helped Si Wuan try on the suit.
Si Wuan stood on the carpet and let her fiddle with it.
"Try on the suit first."
As Xia Weiyi spoke, he took off his shoes, stood on the large bed with white sheets, opened his black suit, and put it on someone from behind.
They were face to face.
Even if Xia Weiyi stood on the bed, his height only reached his chest.
He was wearing a black shirt, buttoned meticulously to the neck, showing abstinence and restraint.
After putting the suit on him, she stepped back a few steps and looked him over carefully, her brows furrowed. Her gaze swept from his face to his neck, chest, and finally to his suit. With the eye of a designer, she softly suggested, "You should unbutton a few buttons on your shirt underneath."
"Well, you solve it."
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