Qiao Ran thought of this and couldn't help but laugh at himself. For Ji Hanxiao, he would rather not believe her than cheat on her.
So all the worries are futile, but women should take good care of themselves.
The next day, Qiao Ran did what he said and immediately got a card from a nearby beauty salon, hoping that his appearance would remain the same.
Even if Ji Hanxiao wasn't a man who judged people by their appearance, who didn't want his wife to stay young forever?
Time passed, and six years passed inadvertently by Qiao Ran.
The children were already nine years old. Their bodies were good and their personalities were not perfect, but they were not very ill.
This was what Qiao Ran was most willing to see. The children were healthy and safe, and Ji Hanxiao was not sick in any way. In the past six years, she had been more and more worried.
But the only thing that made her feel a little regretful was the increasing freckles on her face.
Although there are a little more freckles every month, it really makes people look bad.
Qiao Ran now runs to the beauty salon two or three times a week, and is relatively diligent.
Although her skin was still very tight, no matter how light the freckles were, they could not stop the regeneration of the freckles.
That day, Qiao Ran sent the children to primary school and went to the beauty salon for a massage.
"Well, that Mrs. Ji came back the night before last. She's been running around the beauty salon so fast these past few years!"
"Hehe, the soul of art, she has become more famous in the past few years and is even more powerful than her husband. I heard that someone has offered her tens of billions to draw, and she didn't agree to it!"
"Hehe, no matter how powerful she is, isn't she someone who cares about appearances?"
"You're wrong to say that. Which one of us doesn't care about looks? But why are the freckles on her face getting more and more? It's so strange. It's impossible to avoid the freckles on her face with such care..."
"Do you think that Ji Zong would despise her? After all, a woman's 30 tofu dregs are definitely not as tender as a teenage girl's!"
...
As Qiao Ran walked past a beauty salon, he heard the female employees gossiping.
She was wearing soft shoes today, and the corridors were covered with purple carpets. Even if she was wearing high heels, people would not make any noise walking on them.
Qiao Ran paused for a moment. She stood there silently, listened to the gossip for a while, and then returned expressionless.
She was in a bad mood, and although it was just some nonsense from an outsider, she really didn't care.
But seeing the freckles on her face every day, seeing how well her skin was maintained, she was not as good as her aunt in her twenties...
Besides, Ji Hanxiao seems to be very busy these days.
Qiao Ran pinched the phone in his pocket, picked it up and wanted to call Ji Hanxiao, but in the end, he resisted the thought.
She had not been to the headquarters for a long time. Although Dong Yu did not resign, there must be changes within the group.
Qiao Ran returned to the car and remained silent for a while before driving towards the headquarters.
Ten minutes later, Qiao Ran parked the car and went up to the 18th floor alone.
Xiong Qian was with Yan Zecheng now, and they had given birth.
They had experienced a lot in the past six years. Yan Zecheng finally let go of his thoughts about Qiao Ran and began to live heartlessly.
To Qiao Ran's surprise, there was a large group of young people in front of the headquarters office.
Qiao Ran learned from the front desk that secretary zhang had resigned, so the headquarters had to recruit again.
Ji Hanxiao especially valued the position of secretary, so he had to interview in person.
There were men and women in this group of young people. Although Ji Hanxiao had previously issued a statement that he did not want women, there were still many young women running over, hoping ji hanxiao would give them a chance.
However, the women who came here were probably of extraordinary status, otherwise they wouldn't have been notified by the personnel department.
"Next, number 15!"
At this moment, Dong Yu came out and let number 15 in.
Number 15 was a tall and elegant beauty, about 26 years old, with a beautiful face.
The young woman stood up and brushed her hair, revealing a charming and confident smile. Qiao Ran looked at the group of young women in a daze, with a faint sense of loss in his heart.