Chapter 91 - Cross

Chen Wei’er chose an ancient style dance this time. The clothes, headdresses, and makeup could be very complicated. Chen Wei’er couldn’t guarantee that she would be able to complete it in one and a half hours. Therefore, this was a new round of challenges.

At that moment, Chen Wei’er no longer had the mood to chat with Xuan Jianing. After thanking her again, she took her bag and walked into the dressing room.

However, when she was putting makeup on, Chen Wei’er realized that there was no foundation liquid on the makeup table prepared by the organizer! Time was tight, so Chen Wei’er didn’t think much about it. Fortunately, she was fair, and her face had no flaws. Her skin color was even, so she immediately started to put makeup on.

When Chen Wei’er finished her makeup and walked into the contestants’ seats, she again attracted a slight sensation! This time, Chen Wei’er’s style again made people’s eyes shine.

The yellow chiffon dress made Chen Wei’er’s skin look whiter than snow. She had a phoenix hairpin on her head, a classic willow-leaf eyebrow, a bright red flower hairpin, and red lipstick. Her dress swayed, and she looked delicate and moving, like a fairy who had walked out of a classic mural.

Chen Wei’er didn’t care about the gazes of others. As she sat down, she subconsciously turned her head and saw Xuan Jianing. Her mouth instantly opened wide in surprise.

Xuan Jianing’s eyebrows were drawn very heavily, and she wore a male suit jacket. The jacket was covered with sequins, and it looked like her entire body was glowing.

“Am I handsome? Do you want to marry me?” Xuan Jianing raised an eyebrow smugly.

Chen Wei’er nodded her head vigorously. She didn’t expect Xuan Jianing to be so handsome in a male outfit!

“Tsk, tsk, my eyes are wide open. Don’t worry. I’ll go find you tonight!” Xuan Jianing’s fingers ran through Chen Wei’er’s hair with a smirk on her face.

Chen Wei’er playfully hit her. “You’re so mean… I like you!”

“Oh, how can President He stand your voice? I’m a woman, but half of my body is already feeling weak.” Xuan Jianing couldn’t help but shiver.

“Um… He’s alright.” Chen Wei’er thought for a moment. It seemed that He Xun truly liked making her moan when they were in bed… The sweat on the man’s forehead finally gathered together and fell on her body.

The man’s deep voice rang in her ear, “Wei’er, say it out loud. I like to hear it.”

Images appeared in Chen Wei’er’s mind. When she realized what she was thinking, her face turned red, and she tried to avoid Xuan Jianing’s gaze.

“Tsk, tsk, is there a need to blush like this? Don’t worry. I’m not interested in the things between you two. I won’t ask you.” Xuan Jianing honestly wasn’t interested in Chen Wei’er and He Xun’s relationship, nor did she want to know. What she said just now was purely a casual remark.

“Then, what are you interested in?” Chen Wei’er tilted her head. She was pretty surprised. It was because many people secretly inquired about her relationship with He Xun. However, Chen Wei’er didn’t want to tell them.

But she had a good impression of Xuan Jianing. Plus, this girl had saved her today. Chen Wei’er liked her even more.

“Me? Of course, it’s…” Xuan Jianing dragged out her words. Just as she was about to say something, she looked into the distance, and her eyes widened. “Am I seeing things?”

“What’s wrong?” Chen Wei’er followed her line of sight and was also stunned.

The guy who did the street dance in the preliminaries was surprisingly wearing a two-dimensional female outfit today! Wasn’t this a cross-dressing competition?

“You’re wearing men’s clothes, and he’s wearing women’s clothes…” Chen Wei’er said thoughtfully, “You two look a little compatible.”

“Very good. I’ve successfully developed an interest in that guy. I hope he doesn’t have a girlfriend. Of course, he can’t have a boyfriend either.” Xuan Jianing’s expression was delicate. Why didn’t she find him so interesting before?

“What’s his name? Do you know him?” Chen Wei’er was honestly unfamiliar with the entertainment industry.

“Dou Shurui.” Xuan Jianing suddenly turned to look at Chen Wei’er. “You truly don’t know him? He’s quite famous, and he’s also an artist from He Group Media Department!”

Chen Wei’er shook her head, “I’m not representing the company.”

“Ah?” Xuan Jianing was stunned. “You’re not representing the company? Then, why do you have our employee’s restaurant card? And, aren’t you working for the He Group?”

Chen Wei’er scratched her head. “I’m here to teach a few newbies in the Media Department how to dance. Later, I happened to know about this dance competition. That’s why I came.”

“So, you asked President He for the registration form? You’re snatching our spots!” Xuan Jianing nudged Chen Wei’er’s shoulder. She had been fighting her head off for a registration form.

Chen Wei’er quickly waved her hand. “No, I’ve asked my mother. My mother turned around and went to look for He Xun instead.” She wasn’t wrong. She didn’t ask He Xun for it, but that didn’t stop Chen Anhe from asking He Xun for it.