Chapter 24 The Eve of the Birthday Banquet

Two hours later.

"Mrs. He, the makeup is done. Take a look. If you are not satisfied with anything, you can tell me."

The makeup artist Xiaomi gently smoothed a strand of hair on her face and looked at the woman in front of her. She sighed in her heart that she was worthy of being Mr. He's woman. This face was simply God's favorite, flawless!

After more than two hours, Su Xi finally heard the sound of the end, and her waist was about to break.

Slowly opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror.

The face was delicate, the lips were bright, and the advantages of the face were fully revealed by the makeup artist's skillful hands. There was no cover-up, and the beauty reached the extreme.

Xiaomi asked her to put on the dress and exquisite high heels, and took her to the floor-standing mirror.

The makeup artist also came over and stood behind her to help her adjust her dress. Looking at the perfectly dressed woman in the mirror, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Mrs. He, you are so beautiful, so beautiful that it's breathtaking!"

Mrs. He had tidied up neatly and had just finished looking at He Xiaoan's makeup.

As she was leaving her place and patrolling here, she happened to hear the makeup artist's voice and walked over with a gentle smile: "It's done, let me see."

After hearing this, Su Xi turned around and looked at Mrs. He.

Her long eyelashes were raised from the bottom to the top, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were curved, her lips were red and her skin was white. There was a hint of charm and enchantment in her smile, but there was a hint of coldness in her bones, and her temperament was scorching.

Standing there, it was so bright that people couldn't take their eyes away.

Mrs. He was dazed by the sight and couldn't help but sigh secretly. It was really stunningly beautiful. No wonder her eldest son, who had never been interested in women, also fell in love with it.

"It's really beautiful. Not bad. Xiaomi, your skills are getting better and better."

Mrs. He stepped forward and held Su Xi's wrist with her well-maintained hands. She carefully checked her makeup to make sure everything was perfect.

"Thank you, Mrs. He. It's mainly because the young lady is naturally beautiful. I just brought out the young lady's advantages."

Xiaomi felt a little happy to receive Mrs. He's praise. With a smile on her face, she said sincerely.

"Okay, Xiaoxi, go out and have a rest. Walk around after sitting for so long."

Mrs. He nodded with satisfaction, and the smile on her face became bigger. She patted the back of Su Xi's hand and reminded her to walk around.

Facing Mrs. He's intimacy, Su Xi was a little uncomfortable, and could see Mrs. He's sincerity, so she didn't say anything and nodded. She

walked from the dressing room to the living room.

At this time,

it was almost time.

He Yilang and He Yichuan were entertaining guests in the side house, and under the instruction of He's father, he came back to check on them.

After walking through the yard and into the main house living room, he saw Su Xi dressed up. He Yilang's bright eyes widened instantly, and his eyeballs stopped moving. His clear and handsome voice echoed in the living room: "My God, Sister Xiaoxi is so beautiful!"

Then he turned his head to look at He Yichuan behind him, and gently accused him: "Brother, what are you not satisfied with, you have such a beautiful wife."

If he had such a beautiful wife in the future, he would not ignore his wife like his brother.

He Yichuan looked at her with a dim look. Although he had seen the dress on her body, he had to admit that this rose-red dress suited her very well. It set off her skin and made her figure look particularly fair. Her figure was graceful and her curvy figure was completely outlined.

With black high heels, her long skirt swayed slightly as she walked, her temperament was cold, her eyebrows were cold and bright, and she was unforgettable at first sight. He couldn't hear clearly what He Yilang said beside him.

Su Xi heard He Yilang's praise, looked at the two of them with slightly curved eyebrows, and her eyes were shining, as if they could speak, crystal clear.

"It's Director Sun's teamwork that's good."

"That's also because Sister Xiaoxi is pretty." He Yilang smiled and praised.

While talking and laughing, He Xiaoan and the others also packed up.

Led by Mrs. He, the group walked towards the side house in a mighty manner, with He Yichuan and Su Xi walking at the end.

"Do I need to do anything later?"

For the first time in public as a member of the He family, Su Xi had to maintain a good image. At this point, she was ready.

"No, just stay by my side." He Yichuan reminded her again, "Someone will probably come forward to test the information later, don't pay attention to them."

Then, He Yichuan slowed down his pace and approached Su Xi's side, raised his elbow slightly, and said without question, "Hold my arm."

Su Xi tilted her head and looked at the man's tough face. His nose was high and straight, and his nose bone was distinct. She swept her eyelashes up and down, blinked her beautiful eyes, and raised her arm to hold his.

The exterior structure of the side house is the same as that of the residence. The building is antique, simple yet elegant, full of charm, and uniquely decorated, showing the grandeur of a century-old house.

In the hall, people came and went, toasting and chatting.

Mr. He, wearing a red Tang suit, sat on a sandalwood chair in the banquet hall with a cane, chatting with people in a friendly manner.

He Shaoping stood in the crowd, drinking with friends from all walks of life, asking each other for the information they wanted, and the banquet hall was full of harmony.

Pan Zecheng arrived early, and his father Pan Jingchang was chatting with He Shaoping and others. He sat alone on the sofa, drinking boredly, but his eyes fell on the scene, as if he was watching something.

After Shen Linxuan and his father finished congratulating the old man on his birthday, they chatted around in the banquet hall. After a turn, they saw Pan Zecheng, who was walking towards him with a wine glass swinging, and sat on the sofa beside him.

"Mr. Pan, you came so early, what are you looking at?" As she spoke, she gently touched the wine glass to the glass in his hand and asked with a smile.

Pan Zecheng straightened up and sat up slightly, pulled the sleeves of his suit, picked up the glass and took a sip, and chatted with him casually: "I heard that the He family's birthday banquet has something to announce. Do you know what the situation is?"

"What is it? I haven't heard any rumors. My old man didn't say anything. Could it be that the head of the He family is going to step down?"

"Who knows?" Pan Zecheng's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and then he placed the wine glass on the table, stretched his legs and leaned his back comfortably against the soft sofa.

Hearing him say this, Shen Linxuan did not continue the topic and chatted casually with Pan Zecheng.

At this moment, Pan Zecheng's assistant walked in from the door of the banquet hall and quickly walked through the crowd to his side.

She leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Mrs. He and Mr. He are here, and Mr. He is holding the arm of a beautiful woman."

Hearing this, Pan Zecheng's eyes changed slightly, his expression froze, and he looked at his assistant, who nodded his chin.

Pan Zecheng and He Yichuan had an average relationship, neither good nor bad.

Although they grew up in the same circle, the He family has been passed down from generation to generation, and their roots in Beijing are unfathomable.