The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Xia Yang was pulled out of bed by Fu Xiuyan.

When the stylist saw Xia Yangren, he circled around him several times but felt he had no idea where to start.

With a face like this, any makeup would be a waste.

This skin is so good, just like a porcelain doll.

Fu Xiuyan watched the stylist staring at Xia Yang endlessly, and his face instantly turned cold: "Have you seen enough?"

Xia Yang chuckled: "That's enough. How can I style my hair if you don't let me see it carefully?"

"After watching for so long and still having no idea, I don't think we need to use him anymore. I'll tell them to send someone else over."

Xia Yang's face darkened: "Where's Le An?"

Le An soon appeared in front of Xia Yang.

Fu Xiuyan had told him in the morning to protect Xia Yang and follow Xia Yang's orders.

"Get this guy out. He's making a lot of noise." Xia Yang pointed at Fu Xiuyan.

Le An looked at Fu Xiuyan, then at Xia Yang, then back at Fu Xiuyan, wondering how to get this "former boss" out.

Seeing that Xia Yang was angry, Fu Xiuyan tactfully left without Le An having to do anything.

The stylist watched the drama unfold, amazed to see Fu Xiuyan acting like a well-behaved puppy in front of Xia Yang.

He was the best stylist in the textile industry. He had previously been responsible for Fu Xiuyan's styling. He was Fu Xiuyan's gold medal stylist, and he had some understanding of his temper.

It was precisely because of this understanding that he did not panic when Fu Xiuyan said he wanted to send him back. He knew that he was jealous. Although he had never seen Fu Xiuyan like this, it was understandable that he would be jealous when facing a beauty like Xia Yang.

But he was really surprised that Fu Xiuyan was so obedient in front of Xia Yang.

"Teacher, let's get started."

The stylist came back to his senses.

"Your facial features are very three-dimensional, so there's not much room for me to play with your makeup. But since you're going to be on camera..."

Xia Yang interrupted him: "I won't be on camera. The makeup doesn't matter, just give me a hairstyle you like."

"Not photogenic?" Then what was he doing here? That wasn't the reason he'd been notified.

The stylist subconsciously looked towards the closed door.

Xia Yang raised an eyebrow: "He doesn't know the situation very well. Just do as I say."

"So, do you have any requirements for the costumes?" Because Fu Xiuyan was particularly particular about this event, they had prepared top-notch clothes. They were all perfect for the occasion.

Two racks of clothes were pushed up. Xia Yang took a quick look and saw that there were about twenty or so sets of clothes.

Xia Yang shook his head. This guy is crazy. It's not like he's walking on the red carpet, so why bother? Any outfit in his closet will do.

"It's up to you. Just make sure you're comfortable." Xia Yang felt dizzy and simply stopped looking.

The stylist skillfully picked out three sets of clothes.

"What do you think of these three sets? They suit your temperament very well."

Xia Yang glanced up, then looked at the stylist and asked, "Are you sure these three sets are the most comfortable among all the ones here?"

All three sets are suits. Although they are casual styles, the comfort of suits is not very high after all.

"Well... then I'll change a few more for you."

Xia Yang waved his hand and pointed at a set casually: "Let's take this one."

Xia Yang closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. "Except for the makeup, the rest of the styling will follow your original plan."

"No problem. Just close your eyes and rest if you're tired. I'll take care of the rest."

Xia Yang's styling was quickly completed. After the stylist confirmed with him that everything was fine, he quickly packed up and went to Fu Xiuyan's place.

Fu Xiuyan's place is simpler.

The stylist had a clear goal in mind when choosing an outfit. The makeup and styling were also done in one go. There wasn't even any communication with Fu Xiuyan during the entire process.

After it was over, Fu Xiuyan went to find Xia Yang, but the room where Xia Yang had just stayed was empty.

Le An is not here either.

"Where are the people?" Fu Xiuyan asked Luohan in the living room.

"Who? I'm not here."

"I asked you where are the people?"

"Oh, go away."

"gone?"

"He said his agent came to pick him up, so he left. I say you're really not nice. This young master is actually the famous Ye Xia. And you didn't even tell me in advance."

Fu Xiuyan was too lazy to answer his call to Xia Yang, but the call was hung up.

"Grandfather, stop fighting. We have to get going. We'll see you at the TV station for the gala. It's so long, can't you wait?"

Fu Xiuyan received Xia Yang's message when he got in the car.

Xia Xia: Mom and I are going together. See you later, Mr. Fu.

Fu Xiuyan suddenly became nervous.

Teacher Yu Qiong is one of the judges of this program. Before, I only admired Teacher Yu Qiong, but now it is different.

He had nothing to worry about with the show. It was just that Luohan was worried that he would be away from the camera for too long, so he followed him around eagerly.

It can be seen that the future mother-in-law...

Fu Xiuyan took a deep breath.

Luo Han thought he was worried about the recording that would take place later.

"Relax, this is a piece of cake for you. Don't be nervous."

Fu Xiuyan looked at him coldly: "You are the one who is nervous."

"Why should I be nervous? It's not me who's going on stage."

"If you're not nervous, what are you following?"

Luo Han rolled his eyes: "If you hadn't given your assistant to that precious young master, I might not have to take on so many jobs like this."

Xia Yang sat in his own mother's car, restless the entire way. She was even noisier than Fu Xiuyan, and he regretted not taking Fu Xiuyan's car. At least Fu Xiuyan would let him sleep for a while on the way.

Yu Qiong's eyes lit up the moment she saw Xia Yang: "Wow! The baby is so beautiful today! Such an exquisite baby, and I gave birth to him! Ah Ruan, am I amazing?"

"Amazing, awesome! You're absolutely amazing. But our Ah Yang's look today is really beautiful, and her clothes are pretty too."

"Baby hasn't praised Mommy yet, how does Mommy look today?"

Yu Qiong blinked and waited for her son's praise.

Yu Qiong's outfit looks more casual, without the solemnity of Xia Yang's clothes. However, she is not disrespectful when appearing on camera, and appears very gentle and dignified.

The makeup was very natural, and it was hard to tell what was different. However, Xia Yang saw that her features did resemble those of her youth, but with a more composed look.

"Well, it suits you very well."

"Right! Most makeup artists either make me look dignified like your grandmother, or try to make me look younger. I'm already this age, and no matter how hard I try, I can't compare to those young girls. I'm very satisfied with this one today! Xiao Fu is really good!"

"Who?"

"Xiao Fu, he arranged Mom's look today. He's so thoughtful. Director Ning has limited funds for this show, and the budget has been spent on the details. The guests' makeup is so perfunctory. I used to do it myself, but it's never as good as what Xiao Fu arranged for me."

"Does my father know that you accepted the advances of a strange man?"

"We've already reported it! Besides, what kind of strange man is Xiao Fu? We are a family."

"You know again?"

Yu Qiong approached Xia Yang with a mysterious look on her face: "Don't forget whose house I just picked you up from. I'm warning you, be good today and don't lose face for your mommy in front of Xiao Fu, otherwise I will tell your dad about this. Let's see if he beats you up!"