C224 You're the most precious!

"Mister Huangfu, we are the gowns teacher!"

"Mr. Huangfu, we are makeup artists!"

"Mr. Huangfu, we are hair stylists!"

"Mister Huangfu, we are Jewelers!"

"May I ask if Madame is at home? We came up here to discuss tomorrow's wedding with Madam. We want to set aside tomorrow's makeup, formal attire, hairstyle and all the jewelry we can wear! "

"Huh?" Huangfu Yun looked at the black mass of people. He was stunned at the door, as if he had no intention of letting them in. However, he couldn't strangle so many people to death in such a short period of time!

"Is Madame at home?" The crowd spoke once again.

Meanwhile, inside the room, Song Dai'er was once again putting on the clothes that Huangfu Yun had just stripped to the ground. She walked out of the bedroom to his side, looked at him petrified, and said with a smile, "Go away and pull, let someone in!"

"Who, who told them to come?" Huangfu Yunyin turned his head to look unwillingly at Song Dai'er. After all, he was only halfway through his good fortune just now …

"Oh, Eli, I forgot to tell you this morning that they'll be here at this hour!" Song Dai'er fiercely stuck out her tongue towards Huangfu Yun. She then reached out her hand to pat his chest, making a gesture for him to get out of the way!

Unwillingly, Huangfu Yun-er thought about tomorrow's wedding. Although he wasn't willing, he still couldn't help but step aside. Song Dai'er pushed Huangfu Yun-er back and opened the door, then politely smiled as she looked at the crowd: "Come in, everyone! Come in!"

"Yes, ma'am!" Huangfu Yun was very unhappy with the torpedoes, but he still obediently obeyed. However, in his heart, he still tore apart that damnable little girl, Ailee. Even if his Dai'er didn't have any makeup or hair, she would still be the most beautiful and dazzling bride tomorrow.

All of a sudden, the world, which was originally filled with only Song Dai'er and Huangfu Yunyin, became crowded. Song Dai'er sat in the middle of the seat and watched a group of people gesticulating with her body.

She had thought it would be a simple wedding, but, as he said, a woman can only do it once in a lifetime, not carelessly, not carelessly at all.

"Ma'am, can you put on the dress you're going to wear tomorrow?" All of a sudden, one of the gowns masters suggested that only Song Dale wear the custom-made white wedding dress. They would be the fastest to find the right hairstyle and match it with a piece of jewelry.

"Oh, okay, okay!" Song Dell agreed in a daze.

Very soon, when Song Dell followed the dress artist out of the locker room, everyone present was shocked by the pure white wedding dress in front of them. The flawless cut of the dress made Song Dell's petite body look exquisite, without any tufts or tails, everything seemed to be in line with her simplicity. The generous hand-made lace flower, hidden deep beneath the thin white weave, also seemed to be in line with her reserved temperament.

Huangfu Yunyin was only sitting on the sofa as he peeped at the little woman he treasured like a treasure. Huangfu Yunyin only felt that she was the most beautiful — she was like a princess wearing a long, white dress.

Song Dai'er seemed to have noticed that Huangfu Yunyin had been observing her. She raised her head, and her gaze met Huangfu Yunyin's. Her hand fidgeted with the hem of her wedding dress as she whispered, "Yunyin, do I look good?"

"Good!"

His eyes were slightly wet. He suddenly remembered a few years ago, when he rudely picked out a wedding dress for Song Dai, who was still called Mo Xiaodan back then. Song Dai'er's face was filled with anger as she tore it apart, and the pain that he and Song Dai'er had experienced all these years, perhaps it could be canceled out with a smile on Dai Er's face.

"Hee hee …"

Receiving Huangfu Yunyin's short praise, Song Dell grinned. Her brown eyes curved into two crescent moons.

"Madam, let's choose the right makeup and hair style …" Before Song Dell could react, the women who were waiting on her had already pushed her to the dressing table.

Huangfu Yun remained seated on the sofa. He narrowed his eyes as he watched Song Dai'er's delicate and pretty face be smeared with heavy ink. As he watched Song Dell's jet-black hair be coiled into a hairstyle, his eyebrows slightly raised.

"Done!" After the makeup artist finished the last color drawing on Song Dell's face, she clapped her hands and looked at Song Dell's exquisite and perfect makeup in the mirror. She then smiled at the enchanting Song Dai'er in the mirror and asked, "Madam, are you satisfied with your makeup and hair style?"

Song Dell stared blankly at the somewhat unfamiliar woman in the mirror. Her small white face and red lips were portrayed as extremely flirtatious. For a moment, she thought that the woman in the mirror was very pretty and enchanting, but unlike her, Song Dell!

"Yun Yun, is that good to look at?" Song Dai'er looked at Huangfu Yunyin through the mirror in front of her.

Huangfu Yun narrowed his eyes, his hand lowering his lower jaw. Right now, Song Dai'er was very beautiful, very delicate, almost perfect. But Song Dai'er didn't look like this!

"CEO, what's not good about it?" When the makeup artists saw that Huangfu Yunyin was only staring at Song Dai'er, they immediately became nervous.

Huangfu Yun remained silent. He stood up, and under everyone's gaze, he took out a box from the drawer, then turned around and walked in front of the makeup table. He bent over to look into Song Dai'er's eyes and said, "This isn't like you, so it's ugly …"

"If the CEO isn't satisfied, we can change it to a different makeup look!" When the makeup artist heard Huangfu Yunyin's words, he hurriedly picked up something like a makeup remover and wanted to get close to Song Dai'er!

"Let me …"

He took the discolored cotton cloth from the makeup artist's hand and looked at Song Dai'er as she wiped the makeup off her face with her hand. At the same time, he said, "My Dai'er, even if you don't need these things, you will still be the most beautiful!"

Song Dell had been looking up at Huangfu Yunyin's face, her eyes flashing slightly. She had already given her entire body and mind to this man who was helping her remove the makeup she didn't like to wear in the first place.

He looked at Song Dai'er's clean little face and seemed to be satisfied with it. Then, he also made the row of image teachers standing next to him dumbstruck, because not only had Huangfu Yun removed the makeup they had arranged, but it was also difficult for them to arrange for Song Dai'er's appearance. Now, he didn't even spare his hair.

After taking off Song Dai'er's hair bit by bit, Huangfu Yun took up the comb and gently combed Song Dai'er's shoulder-length black hair. It was so light that it seemed as if he was afraid that a strand of hair would fall from Song Dai'er's hair.

Soon enough, Huangfu Yun combed her black hair to a smooth and smooth state. He then turned around and placed a white, transparent, handmade lace veil over her hair, fixing it firmly on top of her head.

"Dell, that's enough!" In front of the mirror, Huangfu Yun placed both of his hands on Song Dai'er's shoulders and placed his face on her neck. Through the transparent mirror, he looked in satisfaction at the unadorned beauty in the mirror, whose appearance was even more beautiful than the clear broth.

Song Dell smiled. She looked at herself in the mirror. Simple and generous. Her long hair flowed down to her shoulders. She only used a long veil to cover her face. There was no makeup or luxurious headwear, but she liked the light.

"CEO, this... This is too modest. Is it suitable for tomorrow's wedding? " The makeup team seemed to have some objections to Song Dell's plain appearance. After all, this was the wedding of the president of one of the world's top consortia. As the wife of the president, Song Dell's simple dress looked simple and crude, didn't it?

"How could that be!?" Tomorrow my Dell will be the most dazzling woman in the world! " Huangfu Yunyin faintly smiled. He extended his hand and opened the box that he had just taken out. In an instant, a blue light attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Count's tears!"

The Jewelry Master was the first to recognize the dazzling white diamond inlaid with a necklace half carved into a rose, half carved into a teardrop pendant! This bright and vibrant sapphire was carved from the family heirloom of the Lei Family. Because the pendant was shaped like a teardrop, it was also known as the Count's teardrop. It was rumored that this necklace was carved by the master of the Lei Family in order to redeem his love with a commoner girl! However, for some unknown reason, after the necklace had been lost for more than ten years, it was once again collected by Huangfu Yun. It was not something an ordinary person could see!

"So beautiful!"

When Song Dell looked at the countless pure white diamonds and a sapphire the size of a pigeon's egg, she could not help but open her mouth in amazement.

Huangfu Yun just smiled. As he put the diamond necklace on Song Dai'er's slender neck, he said in a low voice, "This was originally my mother's favorite necklace. Now that I give it to you, she should be happy!"

"It belongs to your mother, the meaning is too great. I can't take it!" Song Dai'er was stupefied. She wanted to take off the necklace and return it to Huangfu Yunyin, but no matter what, she couldn't get the clasp on the necklace!

"My mother is also your mother!" Huangfu Yun patted Song Dai'er's hand as he gently smiled. He then turned around and said to the makeup artists behind him, who had long been subdued by the halo of the necklace, "Tomorrow's make-up effect will be fine. You can go back!"

"Mm …" "Yes, great CEO!" Originally, Song Dell had only been plain and simple. Although her beauty was commendable, she was still a little crude and crude in terms of her status as a member of the Huangfu Corporation. But now, with the assistance of such an influential count in the world of jewelry, she would definitely be able to perfectly explain the supreme position of Madam Huangfu tomorrow!

The smoke dispersed, and once again, only Song Dai'er and Huangfu Yun remained within the room. Huangfu Yun had been hugging Song Dai'er the entire time, his eyes never leaving the blue spot on Song Dai'er's neck.

"Why did you give me such a precious item?" Song Dell's fingertips caressed the heavy and cold gemstone necklace around her neck.

"You are more precious than it is!" Huangfu Yun's kiss landed on Song Dai'er's hair, slightly trembling.

"Is it a gift from your father to your mother?" Song Dell suddenly thought of today's coincidental meeting of Figo Lei, she heard Huangfu Yun's past from his mouth.