The little rose is so sweet and alluring, even the aloof CEO can't resist!

Yan Bei'an found it increasingly strange.

If he didn't already know that his uncle had said he had a girl he liked and was going to pursue, based on what his uncle had just said, he would have really suspected that his uncle also had feelings for Liang Liangwei.

I thought Liang Liangwei had successfully pursued her uncle.

Does his uncle seem like the type to meddle in other people's dating lives?

He's not some neighborhood committee uncle, yet he's giving you earnest advice on how to pamper your girlfriend...

He was amused by his own idea and grinned as he returned to his companions, and they went back to the private room together.

One of his companions asked him, "That guy just now looked unfamiliar. Was he your uncle, the big shot who has been living abroad for many years?"

When Yan Beian spoke of his uncle, he was naturally filled with pride: "Yes, that's my uncle."

"This person seems really impressive. Maybe I could introduce you sometime?"

Yan Bei'an: "I have to make an appointment to see him. He's in the manufacturing business and isn't interested in our investment."

……

On the other side, Yan Zhixu, who had gotten into the car, leaned back in his seat, his handsome face slightly contorted in the dim light, looking down at his phone.

I logged out of my email, opened WeChat, swiped around, logged out, then opened my contacts, swiped around, and logged out again.

His gaze shifted to the side, recalling how the woman had sat on the other side last night, plotting to snatch his phone.

After successfully stealing her money, he tricked her into facial recognition. Just when he thought he was about to achieve his goal, he was disappointed that he couldn't get the payment code she wanted. The charming expression on her face, which changed from joy to anger, captured his heart and he could never get it out of his mind.

A doting smile appeared on the man's lips, and the indifference in his eyes softened considerably.

A moment later, the smile faded, and his gaze returned to his phone.

After a few more strokes, I found it rather boring and casually tossed it aside.

Without her contact information, the phone became practically useless.

Looking out the window, Xu Chaofeng saw the car leaving the club. From his angle and distance, he could see Yan Beian and his companion walking around the corner.

The person disappeared in the next instant.

His expression darkened slightly. Thinking of his nephew's legitimate relationship with her, a hint of malice flashed in the man's eyes.

But it was fleeting; the streetlights flashed for a moment, then returned to their indifferent state.

……

Two days later

Liang Liangwei has been quite busy these past two days, working from morning till night. In addition to makeup, she also runs at least two or three events a day, and she can't even eat on time.

That evening marked the start of the business reception hosted by the He family.

At 4 p.m., she drove over from another location, accompanied by her assistant Lan Yin, to the address Mrs. He had sent her—the Jardine Winery Clubhouse, the venue for the cocktail party.

Mrs. Ho and Ho Nga-sau are getting their hair and makeup done in the lounge here.

Before getting off the bus, Liang Liangwei still wore a mask to cover her face.

The black face mask features two small red lip patterns on the cheeks, giving it a cool and elegant yet playful look.

She wore her hair in a bun at the back today, with some loose strands around her temples. She wore a knitted sweater and cropped wide-leg pants underneath, and a dark green long trench coat with a belt hanging down. Overall, she looked very feminine.

In addition, she has a slender and tall figure, and her movements are nimble; even the way she opens the door and gets out of the car is very cool.

Lan Yin became her little fan at first sight, carrying her small square suitcase and following by her side, her eyes constantly lingering on her.

Liang Liangwei walked towards the main entrance of the winery. Lan Yin noticed that she seemed to know the way well and didn't even look around, which was obviously different from her first visit. She asked curiously, "Sister Wei, have you been here before?"

Without turning her head, Liang Liangwei reached out and pushed open the glass door: "Mm."

After entering, she said, "Don't call me Sister Wei, call me by my English name."

Lan Yin was puzzled, but she still greeted her with a "Sister Rachel".

The winery naturally sells wine, but also provides a place for leisure and banquets, with many famous wines displayed in the main hall.

Liang Liangwei casually browsed around and spotted the "Bosch" logo in a prominent position.

It appears that Jardine Winery also sells Bosch wines.

The winery manager who had been in contact with her was in the lobby. He stepped forward to confirm, "Ms. Liang?"

Liang Liangwei nodded: "It's me."

"Our lady and young lady are already waiting. This way, please."

The three people arrived at a door on the side. The person in charge knocked and pushed the door open, saying, "Madam, Miss Liang has arrived."

Liang Liangwei walked in and saw Mrs. He and several other women inside. She nodded slightly and lowered her voice to greet them: "Hello, Mrs. He, I am Rachel, and this is my assistant, Xiaolan. It's a pleasure to serve you."

Mrs. He smiled and stood up, intending to respond, but upon hearing her words, she paused, "What... Qiu?"

Liang Liangwei: "Rachel, that's my English name."

Mrs. He: "Aren't you called Liang... Liang Weiwei?"

She heard Mrs. Yan call her Weiwei that day.

Liang Liangwei: "When I'm working, I always use the name Rachel in public."

Mrs. He: "Oh... okay, my English isn't very good, so I'll call you Xiao Qiu then."

Great, I've got a new name!

Liang Liangwei smiled and said, "Okay, whatever makes you happy."

She turned her gaze to the young girl sitting next to Mrs. He: "This must be Miss He?"

He Yaxiu nodded, looked her up and down, and quite admired her fashion sense: "Hello."

Liang Liangwei also looked at the mother and daughter. They were still wearing their usual clothes. Normally, they should change their clothes first before styling, so that the stylist can determine the style based on the clothes.

Would you two like to change into your formal attire first?

He Yaxiu frowned and said, "No need. Wearing a formal dress is very uncomfortable. It's awful to wear it for several hours in advance. Let's do the styling first."

Mrs. Ho explained, "The dresses we chose are easy to wear; we can just put them on before the party starts."

Liang Liangwei: "Could you show me the style of the dress first? So I can decide what makeup to do."

"Okay." Mrs. He had both dresses brought over and hung on the hanger.

After looking at it, Liang Liangwei knew who would go first:

Mrs. Ho: "I'll go first. I need to entertain the guests first. My daughter won't be here so soon."

Liang Liangwei indicated that she understood and gestured to Lan Yin: "Please cleanse Mrs. He's face and apply a face mask first."

Lan Yin nodded, quickly opened the small box, and began the preliminary preparations.

"Please prepare clean, warm water."

Mrs. He instructed the others to do as instructed.

He Yaxiu's gaze remained fixed on Liang Liangwei as she casually asked, "Rachel, how long does it take for one person to get ready?"

Liang Liangwei looked down at Lan Yin's actions and replied calmly, "Including the initial face cleaning and the later hair styling, it takes about 45 minutes per person."

He Yaxiu narrowed her eyes, wondering if it was just her imagination, but she felt that this stylist looked familiar: "You look very young, how long have you been in this industry?"

Liang Liangwei didn't even look up: "About four years."

He Yaxiu: "You're quite impressive to have managed to earn such a high price in Huacheng in just four years."

Liang Liangwei: "Customers' liking and trust are the best advertisements."

He Yaxiu: "If you can do a makeup job that satisfies me, I might help you promote it, but if it's a disaster..."

Liang Liangwei smiled and said, "If the makeup is a disaster, Miss He, just remove it on the spot and I'll refund your money."

He Yaxiu: "..."

Is this considered a threat?

Remove makeup on the spot?

So you're not going to attend the cocktail party?

So, is it you who suffers a greater loss by refunding the money, or me who suffers a greater loss by missing the party?

However, it must be said that this stylist is quite confident.