Gu Weiwei glanced at the man peeling shrimp for her, "..."
That's really... a twisted sense of humor.
"No wonder the Qin family lives in constant fear; this slow, agonizing process is just too agonizing," Fu Shiyi muttered.
Fu Shiqin wiped the oil off his hands and sighed.
"However, now that they've found help, things might get a little tricky."
However, judging from his brother's expression, he didn't seem to care.
After all, Gu Siting had so many tricks up his sleeve back then, but he still couldn't do anything to the Fu family, let alone the Qin family.
Fu Hanzheng peeled a plate of shrimp and placed it in front of Gu Weiwei, wiping his hands as he spoke.
"I have a business dinner tomorrow night, do you have time?"
"Yes, there is." Gu Weiwei nodded.
She really didn't like these kinds of occasions, so Fu Hanzheng wouldn't let her go to any of them.
Since you've spoken up today, it must be a very important occasion.
Fu Hanzheng pondered for a moment and then spoke.
"Have the stylist come over tomorrow afternoon, and I'll come back to pick you up around six o'clock."
"No need for that trouble, just have the driver take me there," Gu Weiwei said.
“I’ll take it,” Fu Hanzheng said firmly.
Gu Weiwei nodded and stopped arguing.
Fu Shiyi was beaten up and his whole body ached so much that he couldn't sleep well all night.
Because she was busy with the movie promotions, Gu Weiwei took a few days off to stay home with her two children.
I played with the children at noon, and after they took their afternoon nap, I had a stylist come over to do her makeup and hair.
Since retiring from acting, she has gotten used to wearing light makeup or no makeup at home, so she is not used to such a grand occasion.
The stylist was arranged by Qiao Lin, and I asked her questions after she arrived.
"Would Mrs. Fu like to wear a formal dress or something more casual?"
After all, the styling should be arranged according to the clothing.
"Go to the walk-in closet over there and pick out something. I'm going to wash my face first."
Gu Weiwei pointed in the direction and then went to wash her face and do her skincare routine.
The stylist entered her walk-in closet and was immediately dazzled by the various top-tier designer jewelry pieces, exclaiming in admiration.
"This is the happy life of a wealthy socialite."
Gu Weiwei washed her face, put on a face mask, and came out. The stylist then came over with a red dress and said...
"How about this one? It's fitted and sexy, and the high slit shows off your leg lines perfectly."
"Uh... I'll choose myself." Gu Weiwei chuckled awkwardly.
If she wore that dress, Fu Hanzheng probably wouldn't even let her into the party.
She went to the dressing room herself and picked out a very virtuous and motherly dress from a group of gowns. It was neither low-cut nor backless, and it reached her knees, which perfectly matched Fu Hanzheng's aesthetic.
The stylist looked at the unremarkable dress she had chosen and sighed.
"Mrs. Fu, when you're young and beautiful, of course you should show off your beauty to the fullest. This... is too conservative."
"This one," Gu Weiwei insisted.
Her beauty is only for her husband to see; it's not for anyone else to see.
The stylist suddenly realized that the stylist was afraid that dressing too nicely would attract attention and make Mr. Fu jealous.
The dress is a sleeveless gown; since it was a business cocktail party, a conservative black color was chosen.
The stylist didn't apply makeup that was too exaggerated; it was mainly fresh and elegant, and her hair was simply styled into a loose bun.
Although she wasn't as flamboyantly beautiful as she used to be on the red carpet, she appeared gentle, dignified, and stunningly beautiful.
However, it was just right. After all, it was a business cocktail party, not a film festival red carpet. Dressing too extravagantly would have seemed inappropriate.
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