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"Which one?" Fu Yueci looked in the direction of her finger, then saw the empty seat next to him. He said, "It's Fu Wanwan."

He really didn't care.

Fu Huating probably thought of something, lowered his head and asked the little girl, "Meibao, you were looking for her just now."

"Uh-huh!"

The case was solved. It wasn't because the child had a thorn on his leg, nor because he didn't hold the child well, but because the child's heart was captivated by Fu Wanwan, so he was restless.

It was a bit embarrassing, but Fu Yueci was not embarrassed at all.

He asked, "Sister, why are you looking for Fu Wanwan?"

"Candle," the little girl gestured to him with her hands, which was so vivid, "beautiful candle."

Fu Huating understood, "I want Fu Wanwan to take you to make candles."

The little girl nodded quickly, her voice childish and serious, "Yes, yes..."

Ok.

It seems that the candle is more important than both of them.

The two of them could only help look for her. After asking the person sitting next to Fu Wanwan, they found out that she had gone out about ten minutes ago and had not returned yet.

Now that they had almost finished their meal, they took Qingqing out directly.

Compared to this morning, there are obviously more people in the hotel now.

The huge camera crew and etiquette staff have all arrived, and there is a camera every few steps.

Fu Huating held the child, while Fu Yueci was responsible for running around in front looking for Fu Wanwan.

As they turned the corner, they bumped into a man walking hurriedly from the opposite side who looked somewhat familiar.

Seeing Fu Yueci and Fu Huating, the woman's expression lit up and she hurried over to call them.

"Young Masters, I've been looking for you everywhere." She stopped in front of the two men and extended her hand to lead the way in another direction. "You two should also put on some makeup and change your clothes."

"It's 12:50 now. Customers have been arriving one after another since 1:30. Half an hour should be enough..."

She planned to herself, then turned and urged, "Hurry up, young masters."

Fu Yueci finally recognized who this person was. He should be the head of the etiquette team hired by his uncle.

He pointed at himself and asked, "Do we both need to put on makeup too?"

As she spoke, she tilted her head and looked at herself in the mirrored walls on both sides of the corridor, then raised her hand to push her fluffy hair up.

Well, perfect.

So why does he still wear makeup when he is so handsome? Just leave some room for other men.

The woman explained in front, "Miss Qiao Xi doesn't have a biological brother, so you two will have to stand with her on certain occasions."

Normally, these things should have been done in the morning, but Fu Yueci and Fu Huating came after their morning classes, so they were missed when putting on makeup.

As they walked towards the dressing room, Fu Huating suddenly thought of something and asked, "Where's Fu Wanwan? Was she also dragged away to put on makeup?"

He still remembered Qingqing saying that she wanted to find Fu Wanwan and play with candles with her.

Now that I think about it, I saw Fu Wanwan at dinner just now. She hadn't changed her clothes yet and probably hadn't put on any makeup.

The woman thought for a moment and shook her head. "No, Miss Wanwan came here with Miss Qiao Xi. They both finished putting on their makeup around eight in the morning."

"But Fu Wanwan didn't change her clothes." Fu Yueci said.

"Miss Wanwan said that the dress hindered her from moving around, so she wanted to change it closer to the start."

Fu Huating understood. He lowered his head and explained to the little guy in his arms, "Fu Wanwan must have gone to change into her dress. Let's go in and ask her when we pass by later."

The little girl nodded obediently, "Thank you, brother."

Passing by the cloakroom, Fu Huating stood outside and knocked on the door. After the staff inside came out, he asked, but unexpectedly, Fu Wanwan was not there.

"That's strange." Fu Yueci looked away in confusion, "Where did she go?"

When he turned around, he saw the faintly lost expression on the little girl's face, and he quickly went over to comfort her with a smile.

"It's okay, Qingqing. My second brother and I will finish our makeup and go make candles with you later."

This was very effective. The little girl's attention was diverted. She asked curiously, "Brother, can you make candles too?"

Of course Fu Yueci wouldn't, he had never touched this thing before, but under the innocent and curious gaze of the little girl, he nodded with gritted teeth.

"Yes, I did very well."

Qingqing didn't notice his guilty conscience. She raised her head and looked at her other brother.

Without even saying a word, Fu Huating could sense what she wanted to ask.

He curved his peach blossom eyes and smiled, saying, "I can do that, too. I can also paint plaster dolls, burn glass, make clay, and string bracelets."

Although Qingqing had no idea what some of the things were for, she still exclaimed in support. Her big eyes instantly sparkled as she looked at him with admiration, saying from the bottom of her heart, "Brother, you are so awesome."

Fu Yueci beside him tutted his words and commented sharply, "You can tell at a glance that he goes out on dates often."

"No wonder he doesn't go home every day. He spends all his time with his girlfriend. Unlike me, I come home to play with Qingqing as soon as school is over."

Fu Huating ignored him despite his sarcastic remarks.

In the dressing room.

Fu Yueci took a look as he entered and said, "Just the two of us?"

The makeup artist was organizing her tools. Upon hearing this, she nodded and replied, "Everyone else has finished their makeup. It's just you two left."

"Ok."

As the makeup artist worked on his face, he kept his mouth shut.

Qingqing was put down and looked around the room curiously.

Finally, he sat on the chair and stared at Fu Yueci putting on makeup in the mirror.

There were so many strange things on the table that she had never seen before.

The makeup artist sister was sweeping something like a brush across her brother's face. She supported her chin and watched intently.

Fu Yueci opened his eyes, accidentally looked at her in the mirror, and then laughed.

"What are you doing, sister? You're looking at me like that."

The little girl withdrew her hand, shook her calf, and asked the question she had been curious about for a long time, "Brother, do you feel itchy?"

Fu Yueci felt it carefully and answered truthfully, "A little bit." Then he enthusiastically invited the little girl, "Do you want to try it?"

After saying that, she looked at the makeup artist and asked, "Can you use that soft brush on my sister? She's curious."

The makeup artist nodded, "Of course." Then she put down the tools in her hand, took out a new brush, thought for a moment, applied a little blush, and then held the little girl's face.

"Close your eyes." The voice was much gentler than when she was putting makeup on Fu Yueci just now.

Fu Yueci stretched his head to look with a smile, and Fu Huating, who was sitting opposite him and putting on makeup, also stopped and her attention was attracted.

The little guy closed his eyes nervously, his hands clenched tightly, and his long and curly eyelashes trembled with his breathing.

The makeup artist swept her cheeks and kept praising her good skin.