As she spoke, she took out a necklace and put it on Xia Linan. It also came with a pair of red gemstone earrings in the shape of water drops.

Finally, Xue Mingzhu put a black lace mask and gloves on Xia Lin'an, and handed her a fan.

Suddenly, Xia Lin'an seemed to have become a different person.

Under the backdrop of the Roman court, the dim light shone on Xia Linan's face. She raised her fan to cover half of her face.

In the camera, Xia Linan stared at the camera intently, and his eyes seemed to reflect the appearance of his lover, affectionate and serious.

The black necklace on the neck and the red earrings on the earlobes complement each other. Against the backdrop of Xia Linan's fair skin, the jewelry exudes a unique charm.

Sexy and attractive, low-key yet flamboyant, this fits the theme of the mysterious woman very well.

The director was overjoyed and quickly adjusted the camera to capture this scene.

For the third set of makeup, Xue Mingzhu imagined herself as a French court princess.

Xia Linan changed into a court evening gown. The butterfly sleeves and the large skirt design enhanced Xia Linan's temperament.

Xue Mingzhu has gotten used to seeing Xia Linan change again.

She glanced at her calmly for a few seconds, then quickly put on makeup for her.

The last shoot was over quickly and the director was very satisfied with Xia Lin'an's look.

Once the three sets of styles are finalized, it becomes a complete story.

The director asked Xia Linan to watch her sample film. When Xia Linan saw the sample film, she was slightly surprised and almost couldn't recognize that the person in the photo was herself.

She secretly wondered what Fu Yiming would think when he saw these photos.

Secretary Wang sent the sample to his boss as soon as he received it.

At this time, Fu Yiming and Fu Yijian were on a plane to France.

Both brothers had dark clouds on their faces and their brows were furrowed with worry.

Just yesterday, at the Bolston Manor in France, on the green lawn, a man who looked to be in his sixties was watering the flowers with a flowerpot, humming an unknown tune.

Sitting on the chair behind him was a noble lady with various cakes in front of her, but she still looked depressed.

After she sighed countless times, the old man put down the pot, picked up the scissors, and began to trim the leaves.

Since coming to France, Shu Manlan has lost interest in everything and is almost suffocated here, but Fu Jianlin lives a happy and free life without any burden.

Shu Manlan stared at Fu Jianlin's back and said in a reproachful tone, "You have been staying in France all this time. Don't you plan to go back? Your two sons have found women of questionable character!"

Shu Manlan likes lively places, while Fu Jianlin likes quiet places. If Shu Manlan were at Fu's house, she would definitely invite a group of sisters to come over and play mahjong.

When Fu Jianlin heard Shu Manlan's complaints, he smiled faintly. Apart from the wrinkles on his face, time did not leave many traces.

"Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Feelings are something that cannot be forced. Besides, they have all grown up." Fu Jianlin sighed while pruning the leaves.

Shu Manlan glanced at him resentfully, "I know this, but none of them can make me feel at ease. If the Fu family takes in an unknown woman, how can I feel at ease in the future?"

"Alas, you are nosy. Worrying too much will only bring you more troubles. Manlan, please be more open-minded." Fu Jianlin finally put down the scissors and turned to say to Shu Manlan.

Shu Manlan lowered her head and said nothing, but she also agreed with Fu Jianlin's words.

If she hadn't let go, why would she have come to France to hide?

At this time, a strong wind blew from the sky, ruffling Shu Manlan's hair.

Fu Jianlin looked at the darkening sky and said, "It looks like it's going to rain. Let's go inside."

It was sunny just now, but in the blink of an eye, it was covered with dark clouds and winds were blowing strongly.

Shu Manlan stood up from the chair and was about to go back to the house with Fu Jianlin, but suddenly, Fu Jianlin fell down.

"Jianlin! Jianlin! What's wrong with you?"

Shu Manlan was horrified when she saw Fu Jianlin suddenly fall down, and she shouted for the servants.

"Jianlin, wake up!"

Fu Jianlin seemed to be in a coma and had no consciousness, which made Shu Manlan inexplicably panicked.

The strong wind was still raging, and heavy rain began to fall, hitting people's faces, leaving them with intense pain.

…

After Fu Yijian left, Ye Ruohuan said to his assistant in the car: "Please take me back to the studio."

When the assistant heard this, his scalp tingled, because before Fu Yijian left, he specifically told him not to let Ye Ruohuan return to the studio, let alone let her go to crowded places.

It’s not because I wanted to hide the news from her, but because I didn’t want the news to affect her mood.

So the assistant hesitated and did not dare to agree.

On one side is the president, and on the other side is the future president’s wife.

How should he choose?

Ye Ruohuan noticed the embarrassment on the assistant's face, and she asked doubtfully, "Is there a problem?"

The assistant said, "Ms. Ye... the president has ordered you to rest at home for a while. No, don't work too hard."

"Is there such a thing?"

Ye Ruohuan raised his eyebrows and said in surprise.

Fu Yijian is making a big deal out of nothing.

Ye Ruohuan was silent for a moment, then continued, "I'm just handing over some things and will be leaving soon. Please wait for me downstairs."

Ye Ruohuan had already given in, and the assistant didn't know what to say, so he replied, "Yes."

…

After thinking about it all night, Lucia called He Miaoran early the next morning.

"Does the invitation you mentioned yesterday still count?"

He Miaoran didn't seem surprised at all that Lucia would call her. She smiled and said to the person on the phone, "Of course it counts."

"Okay, I promise you, when will I start work?"

"Don't you want to discuss the conditions and treatment?"

"No, I don't care about that."

Lucia was right, she just wanted to take advantage of the same studio environment to get close to Ye Ruohuan.

When He Miaoran woke up this morning, she had already learned that Ye Ruohuan's "scandal" was all over the place, and now Lucia had also jumped into the pit she had dug, and everything was going according to her ideas.

"You can come anytime." He Miaoran said.

"Then I'll be there now." Lucia hung up the phone and started to go out.

After the news that Ye Ruohuan had a child out of wedlock came out, Lucia couldn't wait to see Ye Ruohuan's miserable appearance.

The heroine of the news, Ye Ruohuan, didn't know what had happened, because after getting up in the morning, she was tricked by Fu Yijian into going to the hospital for a check-up.

When Ye Ruohuan was about to get off the car, she suddenly received a call from Xia Linan.

"Huanhuan, where are you?"

Xia Linan asked in a somewhat anxious voice.

"I'm downstairs at the company."