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Since the "Zero" event was casual and casual, the stylist only gave Ji Mingshu a lazy and natural curly hair, and the makeup was relatively light.

In terms of clothing, Ji Mingshu chose a smoky pink sleeveless tube top one-piece skirt, which has a smooth texture, which can show her smooth shoulders and back lines, and can also set off her body proportions very superiorly.

When choosing lip color, Ji Mingshu took out a large box of cosmetics he bought recently and discussed with the stylist.

The two had slightly different opinions. Ji Mingshu held the box and asked Cen Sen, "Which color do you think I paint better?"

Cen Sen wanted to say "all are good", but he looked down at the look that Mingshu was expecting last season, and he kept looking down in the box for a while.

In the end, he picked up a tube of rose lip gloss and carried out an in-depth analysis of the group's monthly summary from the tone texture and occasion matching.

Ji Mingshu and the stylist were stunned.

When he finished speaking, Ji Mingshu took the lip gloss from him hesitantly, twisted his eyes apart, and fell silent suddenly.

"..."

"Well, you analyzed it well, but this is a liquid blush."

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The atmosphere was very embarrassing. Fortunately, the stylist was very talkative, and straight men who were busy making fun of straight men were so confused about cosmetics. Although it was blush, it was not easy to choose such a beautiful color.

Therefore, Ji Mingshu did not live up to Cen Sen's careful analysis of the in-depth and simple, and chose a matte lipstick of the same color.

The effect of the upper lip is really good, it improves the complexion, and it is also very suitable for today's makeup.

But they struggled back and forth like this. When the two arrived at the event, they had successfully staggered the overdue chicken soup of "Zero" editor May.

Ji Mingshu walked in with Cen Sen, and asked casually, "What do you think of the scene today?"

"very creative."

Cen Sen nodded, seeming to agree.

She couldn't help but show off in a low voice: "I am the room design consultant for this event. I did the color matching and layout."

"Really." Cen Sen glanced at her and affirmed again, "Your recent works are all very spiritual."

The corners of Ji Mingshu's lips were pulled up again.

Cen Sen, this dog man is really weird, sometimes straight men are like bones hitting a row of steel nails, sometimes they are special!

For example, he just praised that a designer has aura, is undoubtedly the highest praise for her.

She was in a good mood and visited all the way, and unconsciously moved closer to Cen Sen.

Cen Sen calmly changed from holding hands to holding hands, and also told her about similar activities that she had participated in when she was studying abroad in university.

Although he is thinking about management, it does not mean that he does not know how to appreciate art.

In fact, from the moment he walked into the scene, he recognized Ji Mingshu's design style.

Complimenting is not going against one's heart. Compared with her unwillingness to do charity dinners, the recent designs are relatively complete and mature. She also gave some small highlights with personal characteristics.

And her design style is highly compatible with her. Whether it is for home improvement, show, or exhibition-style creative design such as salon, she has her own extreme exquisiteness that she insists all the time, which is very easy to recognize.

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From the perspective of others, the two held hands and talked and laughed, describing them as very close.

Someone noticed her not far away, and soon whispered in small groups: "Hey, Ji Mingshu is here."

"Where?" The girl followed the voice and looked over, slightly surprised, "It's really... how long she hasn't come out. I didn't know where she was sitting in the last ChrisChou show, and I didn't see her attending the afterparty. I thought she would never show up before."

Another girl went on talking and asked, "Who is the man next to her? He looks handsome. Is he so close, Xinhuan?"

Jiang Chun just happened to pass by with the little cake. Hearing their whispers, he finally smiled and said with a contemptuous tone of "you really don't see": "You are not talking about whether Ji Mingshu and her husband will be true every day. Divorced, is Ji Mingshu nothing without her husband? Why don't you even know her husband?"

...?

This is Ji Mingshu's husband?

The future successor of the Cen family who is unkind and tough?

So young?

So handsome?

Ji Mingshu is a person who has to publish the ribs made by her husband and the movies that her husband is watching with her. ! Too unreal! ! !

Several people fell into a long silence and shocked hesitation.

In fact, they can’t be blamed for their lack of knowledge, they are just marginal figures in the circle of the fortunes and nobles in the Forty-Nine City, and they are too far away from the core circle.

Moreover, Cen Sen is an elite pragmatist at the top of the food chain among the younger generation. He is fundamentally different from those rich children who fool around for three days and six days. He has very few appearances, and he has not given much chance to know him.

The prince who was originally a veteran cadre like him couldn't even remember his name. At best, he knew that there was such an unattainable figure in the Jing Jiancen family.

But he has a wife like Ji Mingshu who is always the focus, so this has caused this-Jingjian’s development trends are all very concerned about, and Cen Sen’s famous people who eat melon are also like thunder, but they just can’t tell The embarrassing situation of being seated against the deity.

Of course, many people know him, and there are also rumors about his appearance and personality, but if there is no picture and no truth, who knows if Ji Mingshu is outside.

When they were silent and surprised, Jiang Chun was already carrying the little cake and looking for a good place to take pictures.

——Ji Mingshu finally came out with her husband to participate in activities, so she wouldn't be so ignorant to join in as a light bulb.

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Jiang Chun is acquainted, but Ji Mingshu’s old plastic sisters are not so acquainted.

Naturally, those who can become plastic little sisters with Ji Mingshu are much more advanced than marginal figures. There are many more people who know Cen Sen than those who don't.

Seeing them attending a low-standard leisure activity like a magazine salon together, all the doubts that had been caused by Ji Mingshu's delay in not returning home were all dispelled, and everyone went up to chat with Ji Mingshu and cheered.

Cen Sen was still playing the lotus with Ji Mingshu, but a scent of fragrant wind swept around without warning, followed by gentle words and extremely elegant compliments in his ears.

He stood by Ji Mingshu's side, his temples jumping up and down, facing the question from time to time that he was asked to cue him, he only slightly nodded, always paying attention to keeping a polite and estranged safe distance with these young ladies who had "friended" Ji Mingshu.

The partial student Ji Mingshu habitually dealt with it with ease, and Cen Sen stood beside him, set off by her like a silent mascot.

About five minutes later, Ji Mingshu realized how out of place Cen Sen stayed here. She sent Cen Sen to help herself with the cake, thinking that she would withdraw after another two minutes of chatting.

But Cen Sen left with his front foot, and without knowing who was caught in the fragrant wind, he said timidly, "Xiao Shu, today Li Wenyin seems to be here too."

The warm atmosphere instantly froze.

Li Wenyin?

It's really lingering.

Soon someone came back to his senses and stood on Ji Mingshu’s side to help speak, “She’ll come here as soon as she comes. Recently, did she catch up with the sick child from the original family, and coax others to invest in movies for her, and I don’t know what kind of ghost filming. Who do things want to be."

"She is jealous of Mingshu. Who can't tell this. When she was in school, she was full of movie art. She really couldn't change the kind of petty spirit in her bones." There was a girl who was a former classmate of Ji Mingshu, and Li Wenyin was against Ji Mingshu before. She also knows a little about those things.

Everyone followed suit.

Ji Mingshu suddenly lost his mind and continued to talk with them.

She always has the illusion that the scene from the last Xiangjia Cocktail Party reappeared. With the same relaxed and casual theme, everyone also stood on her side and helped her defeat Li Wenyin, but in the end, she lost in front of Li Wenyin and it was ugly.

She looked at the direction Cen Sen was leaving, stunned for a moment, and followed up without a word.

The group of people left behind by her, look at me and I look at you, and follow far behind in a tacit understanding.

Everyone has different thoughts, some want to see Li Wenyin's jokes, some want to see Ji Mingshu's jokes, and some just want to have fun.

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Unfortunately, when Ji Mingshu passed by, Cen Sen and Li Wenyin happened to meet each other.

Li Wenyin just took a glass of red wine from the waiter's tray, and was a little surprised to see Cen Sen walking towards the dessert area when he looked back.

In the next second, she caught a glimpse of Ji Mingshu not far away, and the group of boring daughters who followed Ji Mingshu a few meters away. The hand holding the red wine glass was unconsciously tight.

It is difficult for her to describe what kind of mood she felt at this moment, knowing that Cen Sen was attending with Ji Mingshu, knowing that Cen Sen had spoken clearly last time, but she was not reconciled.

After so many years, Cen Sen has countless reasons not to continue with her, she can understand. But how can he and Ji Mingshu have such a low-level taste, and tie a woman who has no brains to be honest for a lifetime. It is impossible for him to like Ji Mingshu at all, because Ji Mingshu is not worthy at all.

This feeling was too strong, and it made her want to do something, even if it was to use some very low-level methods, as long as Ji Mingshu could understand that she and Cen Sen should not be forcibly tied together.

She stopped the waiter and took another glass of wine from the tray. Then the latter paragraph went to Cen Sen, and passed the wine glass forward. Her voice was as gentle and decent as before, "I haven't seen each other for a long time. I didn't expect to be here. See you on occasion."

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Ji Mingshu stood five meters away, holding a small diamond-encrusted handbag in his hand, and his nails were whitish by the diamonds without any reaction.

Her brain is blank.

There is only one thought in my heart supporting it, please don't take it, even if it is polite, can you not be so polite this time?

Because in her life, she doesn't want to see the person she likes standing next to the person she hates the most.

Obviously she is Mrs. Cen. She is very confident when facing others, but she is not good when facing Li Wenyin. Cen Sen has not expressed her attitude in front of Li Wenyin. She seems to have no way to stand in front of Li Wenyin in her life. In one sentence, "Please stay away from my husband."

In fact, it was only five seconds before Cen Sen gave a reaction, but Ji Mingshu felt that these five seconds were as long as a movie.

——She saw Cen Sen looked down at the glass of red wine, then slowly raised her eyes to Li Wenyin.

His eyes should not be too warm, because he would treat people as nothing in the next second, took a cake from the dessert table, and turned straight.

Then the eyes of the two met in mid-air.

The action time without meticulous disassembly was so short that Ji Mingshu could still see the indifference in his eyes when he met him.

Somehow, she suddenly had the courage to step forward, took the cake from him, and said "thank you" very softly.

Without waiting for Cen Sen to ask her why she thanked her, she passed Cen Sen again and took the glass of red wine in Li Wenyin's hand, and fell down without hesitation.

The quality of the red wine provided on this occasion is quite average. Those who know the wine will know the color and smell, but the wine falls on the ground and patters, and the sound is extremely loud.

Ji Mingshu didn’t bother about the splashed star spots on the skirts, and finally spoke out the sentence that lingered in her mind countless times in a sense of reason.

"Miss Li, please stay away from my husband in the future."