Kick out the Phoenix man and marry the richest man!

Generally, there will be one or two makeup artists on site at such a large banquet so that if any emergency occurs, it can be handled in time.

When Uncle Lin called the makeup artist, she was touching up Song Jingxi's makeup.

The education Song Jingxi received since she was a child told her that she must show her best side to others.

So even if she just went out to chat with people and sweated a little, she had to put on makeup again.

She must show her most radiant side.

The makeup artist was annoyed as hell, but still had to smile.

Her job is actually a lucrative one. After all, a banquet is not an idol drama or a novel. There won't be so much wine spilling, falling down, or falling into the swimming pool.

Everyone was communicating with each other politely, so why would she be of any use?

At the beginning, you just need to do the styling for Mrs. Song and Miss Song.

Although she had heard some discussions about Song Jingxi, she did not take it seriously.

But when she actually arrived at the Song residence and saw Song Jingxi's situation, she really realized that this job in the Song family was really not easy.

Song Jingxi seemed to care particularly about this event and was determined to keep herself in a radiant state at all times.

The makeup artist had done makeup for some brides before, but no other bride had to touch up her makeup as frequently as Song Jingxi.

But after all, she is receiving someone else's salary, so she still has to serve them when they need her.

She could only grit her teeth and keep an eye on her phone. As soon as she received a message, she would go to touch up Song Jingxi's makeup.

Sure enough, after listening to people's advice and having a full meal, I must first ask about the situation clearly before deciding whether to accept the order.

She had just received a notification from Song Jingxi and went upstairs to touch up Song Jingxi's makeup when the housekeeper called.

In fact, Song Jingxi didn't have anything to make up for, so she simply dealt with it and left Song Jingxi's room.

Although the housekeeper's call increased her burden, at least there was someone who really needed her help, rather than just complaining like Song Jingxi.

She went downstairs and knocked on the door of the study on the first floor.

Under normal circumstances, as a makeup artist, there is no reason for her to go to the host's study. Families that can afford to hold banquets always have many important documents in their study. It would be very troublesome if she got involved with them.

But Manager Lin specifically told her not to worry about it.

As soon as she knocked on the door, she heard a mature male voice inside, "Come in."

It’s good to have someone around, and the makeup artist feels a little relieved.

She pushed the door open and saw the head of the Song family sitting at the desk, busy with something. A young woman in a dark blue dress was sitting on a leather sofa.

She had an impression of this woman. She was the eldest daughter of the Song Group. She was said to be dating Mr. Ling from the Lingfan Group. She was in a very grand manner when she got out of the car just now.

"Please touch up my daughter's makeup, thank you."

Song Weidong looked at the makeup artist with a smile.

"Ok."

She came to Song Shuning and opened her toolbox.

There were some marks on Song Shuning's face. Although they were not very clear, you could vaguely see that they were tear marks.

As an outsider, the makeup artist naturally had nothing to say. She hurriedly worked on the task, but she was already screaming like crazy in her heart.

What did she see!

Is this the secret of the wealthy?

The current girlfriend of Ling Ruiyuan, president of Lingfan Group, shed tears silently in her father's study.

Is this a distortion of human nature or a decline in morality?

Song Shuning smiled and said to her, "I'm sorry, I couldn't control my emotions just now. Sorry for bothering you."

The makeup artist's heart was in turmoil again.

No wonder she was chosen by President Ling. She treats people so naturally and makes people feel like spring breeze.

Unlike Song Jingxi, who called me so many times but always had a sullen face every time. I wonder if she thought I owed her millions.

She also responded with a smile, "It's okay, this is my job."

After saying that, she quickened her movements, and soon, the two embarrassing tear marks had disappeared, and Song Shuning's makeup returned to the bright and charming look she had just had when she got off the car.

"Okay, Miss Song, I've fixed my makeup. Is there anything else you're not satisfied with?"

She stopped what she was doing and asked out of habit.

"No, your craftsmanship is very good. It feels even more beautiful than when I just came here." Song Shuning said while looking in the mirror.

The makeup artist knew it was just a polite remark, but she was still very happy, "Miss Song's satisfaction is the most important thing."

Seeing that Song Shuning had finished her makeup, Song Weidong didn't plan to stay in the study any longer.

"Come on, daughter, go out for a walk."

He extended his hand to Song Shuning.

Song Shuning understood, stood up and took his arm, "Okay, Dad."

The makeup artist followed the father and daughter silently. Who said that Song Weidong and his eldest daughter had a bad relationship?

Several bosses were gathered around Ling Ruiyuan in the hall, discussing the latest major business events.

If it was someone else's party, they might still have some concerns, but Song Weidong's daughter is dating Ling Ruiyuan, so even if they say a few more words to Ling Ruiyuan, Song Weidong will not be unhappy, after all, it is their Song family who are in the spotlight.

Ling Ruiyuan just listened inattentively. Without Song Shuning by his side, he suddenly felt that the banquet was no longer interesting.

From time to time, his eyes would glance in the direction where Song Shuning left. When would he come out?

Song Shuning attended today as her girlfriend, so the old man Song shouldn't hit her.

Anyway, Ling Ruiyuan had already planted the impression that Song Weidong was very violent towards Song Shuning, and even if Song Shuning explained it, it would have been of no use.

Moreover, he also saw the makeup artist enter the study just now. It must be Song Shuning who needed to touch up her makeup. It couldn't be Song Weidong, that old man who was nearly fifty years old.

What kind of situation would allow Song Shuning to touch up her makeup?

Could it be that there was really another mark?

When Ling Ruiyuan thought about this, he really couldn't sit still.

He simply ignored the people around him, stood up and was about to go over.

Just then, Song Shuning came out with Song Weidong.

Ling Ruiyuan walked over, took Song Shuning's hand and placed it on his arm, then quickly scanned Song Shuning's face, trying to find any signs of difference.

Song Weidong's face darkened when he saw Ling Ruiyuan's actions. What did this mean? Song Shuning was his daughter. Was there anything wrong with a daughter holding her father's arm?

And what was he trying to do by staring at Song Shuning's face?

Song Shuning had already figured out something, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Don't look at it, nothing happened, I just had a few words with my dad."

Is the image of Song Weidong beating her so deeply rooted in people’s minds?

After hearing her explanation, Ling Ruiyuan's expression relaxed a little, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong.

He nodded to Song Weidong and took Song Shuning away.

Song Weidong stood there, somewhat confused.

Didn't Song Shuning say that Ling Ruiyuan was just using her as a cover? Why was Ling Ruiyuan so concerned about a cover?