Bold and passionate love: Acting coquettishly in Mr. Huo's arms

She seemed a little lost and sad, her eyes red as she whispered, "Don't worry, senior sister, I won't come over to bother you again. I know you won't like anything I do, so I will stay away from you."

"That's the best you can do."

Ruan Xingchen curled her lips in satisfaction, raised her hand and gently patted her cheek, smiling, "You don't want me to tell the whole school about what you did, right?"

He Caiwei froze.

Although there is no definite evidence to prove that she did it last time, we are not fools.

She destroyed the fingerprints, so suspicion naturally fell on her.

She maintains the image of a dignified, white, wealthy and beautiful woman at school, and of course she would not allow such a stain to appear on her.

She could only grit her teeth, and I was forced to squeeze out a sentence: "Yes, senior sister. I understand."

Ruan Xingchen saw the resentment in her eyes, but she didn't care.

Qinglingling glanced at everyone else and took a step back gracefully.

Her high heels tapped against the ground, and a faint, distant smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. She asked calmly, "Classmates, does anyone have any opinions?"

Her eyes were too clear, and the coldness in them was too compelling.

No one dared to look her in the eye, and they all lowered their heads when she looked over.

Of course, no one dared to say anything.

"very good."

Ruan Xingchen nodded with satisfaction and walked slowly to the makeup mirror and sat down.

The mirror clearly reflects her bright and beautiful face, which is both innocent and charming, and her aura is powerful and charming.

As she looked at herself in the mirror, her red lips curved into an elegant arc.

She supported her delicate chin with one hand and said slowly, "Which student will be responsible for my makeup? Can we start now?"

"I am me."

A girl wearing round glasses realized it later and came out from behind nervously carrying something.

Looking at her beautiful face, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva and whispered, "Ms. Ruan, I'm responsible for your makeup."

I unconsciously used honorifics.

"Don't be so nervous."

Ruan Xingchen smiled faintly, her eyes moving like misty waves. She said calmly, "This is school, you can just call me Senior. I'm going to the stage to give a speech later, so let's start now. Sorry for bothering you."

Are you so polite?

"No, it's not a problem."

The girl was flattered and responded quickly, taking out her makeup tools and staring at her face for a long time.

Suddenly, he put it away again, scratched his head sheepishly, and said, "Senior, you are so beautiful that you don't even need foundation... I will just help you put on some lipstick and trim your eyebrows. Is that okay with you?"

For the first time, she discovered that there were people in this world who were favored by God.

The skin is white and flawless, like solidified fat.

Her facial features are bright and generous, and every part of her is just right.

A beautiful appearance easily makes people think of words like gaudy and vulgar, but Ruan Xingchen's beauty is mixed with coldness, a kind of aloofness that makes her seem unapproachable.

Elegant and alluring.

Girls don’t think they have the ability to put on better makeup on such a perfect face.

Instead of adding unnecessary details, it is better to just add some embellishments.

Ruan Xingchen certainly had no objection. She nodded slightly, closed her eyes, and let her do what she wanted.

The welcome party began with speeches by the school principal and others, and soon it was her turn to speak on stage.

The speech had been prepared in advance. She had an excellent memory and had seen countless big scenes, so of course she would not be affected by such a situation.

Ruan Xingchen stood on the stage and spoke eloquently with a clear and steady voice.

The beams of light from the stage fell on her, giving her a soft edge of light, and she became the dream of many people.

Her speech at the welcome party was recorded and posted online, where it quickly became a viral sensation.

Countless netizens are envious and jealous of the students of H University, and they are even more yearning for such a beautiful scene.

These are just afterwords.

After finishing his speech successfully, Ruan Xingchen walked down the stage and pulled out a tissue from the table backstage.

Carelessly wipe off the lipstick on your red lips bit by bit.

The pure white tissue paper was imprinted on her red lips, and rolled over her plump lips as she moved.

A simple action, when performed by her, is inexplicably filled with moving beauty.

The girl with round glasses who was in charge of makeup almost stared blankly, and looked again and again with a red face.

Seeing her throw away the tissue and turn to leave, I couldn't help but hurriedly call out, "Miss Ruan...Senior! Are you going to the front to watch the show?"

Ruan Xingchen was a little surprised.

She thought that because she had just shown such a fierce side backstage, these younger students were afraid and disgusted with her and were unwilling to approach her.

She didn't care about these things. She came to school to study the major she was interested in and to make up for the regrets of her previous life.

She doesn't think that socializing with classmates is necessary, and she doesn't care what others think of her.

However, in the face of kindness, she couldn't be indifferent to others.

He nodded slightly when he heard this, and responded calmly: "It's none of my business, I'll be back later."

"How can you go back, Senior?"

Unexpectedly, when he heard this, the man with round glasses widened his eyes.

She looked surprised and said, "Senior, have you forgotten? You still have a solo performance later. If you go back, what will happen to the show?"

Ruan Xingchen's expression suddenly turned cold, and his voice was as cold as ice as he asked, "What solo?"

"Don't you know, Senior?"

The man with round glasses was even more surprised than her. He reached out and found a program from a pile of things and handed it to her.

"Here, look, senior sister."

The man with round glasses pointed at a line of words and said seriously, "It clearly says 'Ruan Xingchen, solo performance of Piano Concerto No. 3'. When we saw this program, we were all shocked for a long time!"

Rachmaninoff's "Piano Concerto No. 3" is hailed as the most difficult piano piece in the world. A famous musician once said that the physical effort required to play the "Piano Concerto No. 3" is no less than shoveling ten tons of coal.

This piano piece is usually played on two pianos or solo on one piano, and there are only a few people in the world who can perform it perfectly.

Ruan Xingchen looked at his name on the program list and couldn't help but sneered coldly: "You really think highly of me."

"Didn't the senior sign up for this herself?"

Looking at her expression, the man with round glasses hesitated.

She scratched her head and whispered, "No wonder I saw that Senior didn't prepare any costumes... I thought her costumes would be delivered later. But if Senior didn't sign up, what's the matter with the program? The program has already been decided. What will happen if no one performs on this show?"

There was a flash of anxiety in her eyes.