“Don’t you need to go to the company tomorrow?” Jiang Ziyu, seizing his distraction, agilely slipped out from under him.
Clearing his mind of stray thoughts, Di Mingjue sat cross-legged in front of Jiang Ziyu. “I have a banquet to attend tomorrow. As my wife, I want you to accompany me.”
A banquet?
Jiang Ziyu considered. “Can I not go?”
She disliked such occasions. The people at banquets were so fake, all of them engaging in flattery. After a whole event, her face would be stiff from smiling.
“If you don’t go, I’ll have to find another woman to be my companion. I’m afraid rumors of discord between us will spread online before the banquet even ends,” Di Mingjue said with a feigned melancholy.
Right!
Thinking of this possibility, Jiang Ziyu struggled internally for a moment before finally agreeing.
As Di Mingjue’s wife, she would inevitably face such situations in the future. If she didn’t attend, it would significantly impact Di Jue Group, and Di Mingjue would be the one to suffer.
“What time tomorrow?” Jiang Ziyu asked.
Di Mingjue put his arm around her shoulders. They lay half-reclined on the bed, their necks resting against the headboard. “No rush. Tomorrow morning, after breakfast, I’ll take you for styling and to pick out a dress. I’ll have you looking beautiful before we go, and it won’t be too late.”
He wasn’t like this before. Why was he willing to dress her up so beautifully for others to see this time?
There must be a reason. Was it related to his recent busy schedule?
Filled with questions, the next day arrived.
Di Mingjue personally drove Jiang Ziyu to a high-end beauty salon. Jiang Ziyu looked at the closed door and then turned to look at Di Mingjue, who had parked the car and was walking towards her.
“They’re closed.”
As soon as she spoke, the door behind her opened from the inside.
A handsome young man smiled and greeted Di Mingjue, “You’re here.”
“Mm, is everything ready?”
“Don’t worry, everything is prepared according to your requirements. I guarantee to make sister-in-law look like a fairy.”
Hearing their conversation, Jiang Ziyu’s face turned red.
Upon entering, she was amazed by the clean and luxurious interior, with a dazzling array of high-end dresses hanging on display racks and several makeup stations.
“Hello, sister-in-law. You can call me An.” An introduced himself and then, like a gentleman, pulled out a chair for Jiang Ziyu to sit at the makeup table.
Di Mingjue naturally sat on the sofa in the waiting area, picked up a fashion magazine, and glanced around. “Where are your employees?”
“I’m serving sister-in-law personally, so I gave them the day off,” An replied, then mysteriously winked at Di Mingjue through the mirror.
The two shared a secret, ending their conversation with a glance.
An stopped talking to Di Mingjue and focused entirely on Jiang Ziyu.
His work style was as efficient and capable as his attire. The makeup and styling quickly took shape. To avoid ruining the finished look, An took Jiang Ziyu to the fitting room.
The dress had already been prepared. An entered the fitting room with the dress and Jiang Ziyu behind the curtain.
Jiang Ziyu stood there waiting for him to leave before changing. However, he held the dress and showed no signs of leaving.
“I can do it myself. It’s not convenient with you standing there,” Jiang Ziyu hinted indirectly.
After she spoke, An still did not leave.
“It’s fine. It will be more convenient for me to help you here.”
Convenient?
Was it convenient for him, a man, to be there?
Jiang Ziyu smiled awkwardly. “Are you sure?”
An seemed to realize something and suddenly burst into laughter. “Sister-in-law, you must have misunderstood.”
“Misunderstood?” Jiang Ziyu repeated, confused.
An Pushed out his chest and casually reached out to cup his artificially enhanced bust. “I’m a woman.”