C41 Finally It Was about to Begin!

Following that, Mu Zhihuan went to take a look at the 'assembly line' that was entirely composed of children and elderly people. She realized that Wu Miao was really too amazing, and he had practically overdone all of her thoughts.

After capturing Wu Miao and praising him crazily, Mu Zhihuan hurriedly rushed to the capital.

A trace of gratification flashed across Mu Zhihuan's eyes as she looked at the completely renovated shop.

Everything was ready to go!

After a busy day, Mu Zhihuan felt as if her feet were about to break. Just as she returned to her house, she heard Seventh Madame say that Yang Qiuyu had come to visit, but she was not allowed to enter.

Mu Zhihuan gave an 'oh' in lack of interest. Right now, she did not have any control over this woman. One day, she would definitely teach her a lesson!

In a blink of an eye, it was the day the shop opened. Mu Zhihuan purposely took out the most gorgeous clothes from her previous self, dressed them up, and then left.

"Seventh Madame, watch out for Ran Er. I'm going out for a while and might be back tonight. Don't wait for me."

Before she left, Mu Zhihuan had kissed the little ball on its face. Just as she took a few steps away, she accidentally bumped into the gloomy-looking Jiang Zisu.

Jiang Zisu saw Mu Zhihuan's special disguise with a single glance. Her usual makeup was so light that it was almost impossible to see. Her black hair was also casually tied behind her head, giving her a refreshing and casual appearance.

But today, Mu Zhihuan's eyebrows were furrowed in makeup, and her bright red lips were alluring and alluring. It was so beautiful that one couldn't help but stare at her.

Women were more pleasing to the eye than men. Mu Zhihuan had never dressed up for him before. She was dressed so prettily today, could it be that she was going to see Gu Mingxuan?

Immediately, as if his heart was blocked by lead, Jiang Zi Sura subconsciously held onto Mu Zhihuan's arm, frowning in displeasure.

"Where are you going?"

Mu Zhihuan was in a hurry and was too lazy to respond to him. "Who cares where I go? Let me go."

With such a straightforward refusal, Jiang ZiSu frowned. "I promised that I wouldn't stop you from leaving the manor, but I never said that I would allow you to go out in disgrace!"

"Ha!" Mu Zhihuan rolled her eyes. "Women who wear better clothes will be disgraced? If you have the ability, don't look at it! I really have something on, I don't have time to bullshit with you. "

With that, Mu Zhihuan waved away Jiang Zisu with one hand. She was already waiting there, so could this Jiang Zhisu not cause her trouble at such a crucial moment?

Seeing that Mu Zhihuan was in such a hurry, Jiang ZiSu's face turned even darker. "What's wrong? Who's waiting for you? "Why are you in such a hurry?"

"Who do I need to report to?" When did you become so interested in me, Jiang Zisu? What? Your family's gentle Yang Qiuyu can't serve you anymore, so she came here to find excitement? "

Every time he met with Mu Zhihuan, she would stare at him coldly. After a long time, Jiang Zisu felt that he had gotten used to it.

"Are you going to see Gu Mingxuan again?"

Mu Zhihuan stretched her neck and asked, "You don't even care about my life and death, who do you want to see now?"

Mu Zhihuan's words were filled with thorns. With a cold expression, Jiang Zi Su said, "A few days ago, she went to find you, but you rejected her?"

What did she think she was doing to have Jiang ZiSu stop her so early in the morning?

"My courtyard, I will let anyone who wants to enter enter, what about it? Feeling sorry? So just tell your family's darling not to come here to pick on me if you have nothing to do. "

After saying that, Mu Zhihuan shook her hand and wanted to leave, but after struggling for a while, Jiang Zisu's hand remained still.

Seeing how eager she was to leave, anger surged up in Jiang Zisu's heart. He almost didn't think twice before pulling Mu Zhihuan behind him. Mu Zhihuan, who had lost weight in an instant, fell straight into his arms.

Mu Zhihuan had not expected that he would come out like this. She raised her head and was about to curse at Jiang Zi Su's face.

Mu Zhihuan widened her eyes in shock. She abruptly turned her face away, letting that inexplicable kiss fall on her cheek.

Mu Zhihuan, who was trying her best to resist, suddenly raised her leg and viciously kicked Jiang Zi Su. Caught off guard, Jiang Zi Su lost his balance and retreated a few steps back before he managed to stabilize himself.

Mu Zhihuan rubbed her sleeves against the spot where Jiang Zisu had just kissed her, so angry that her eyes turned red:

"What's wrong with you, Jiangzi Su?"

Sick?

Jiang Zi Su was stunned for a moment, then the corners of his mouth twitched as he laughed at himself.

Perhaps he really was ill, otherwise why would he suddenly want to kiss this woman that would do anything to make him marry her?

Mu Zhihuan originally wanted to give Jiang Zhisu another beating, but she had already been delayed for a long time. She was afraid that she wouldn't make it in time for the opening ceremony, so she only said, "Disgusting!"

He then left in a hurry, leaving Jiang Zisu with only a vague view of his back.

Behind a cluster of flowers, a beautiful woman was staring in the direction Mu Zhihuan had left with venomous eyes.

They finally arrived at the shop. Luckily, Wu Miao was very reliable, and the stage they had set up beforehand was already beginning to play the lute.

Looking at the sea of people, Mu Zhihuan felt rather gratified. It was no waste that she had specially invited the most famous courtesan in the capital, Hua Kui. Furthermore, she had spread the news of the Hua Kui Society performing here for free two days in advance.

"Zhihuan, you've finally come. I'm even worried that something might have happened to you again."

Looking at Mu Zhihuan's face, Wu Miao suddenly frowned, "What's wrong with your face? So red? "

"It's nothing. I just bumped into him."

Mu Zhihuan said while putting on her veil. "Are those models ready?"

Qing He squeezed through the crowd. "Mistress, everything is ready. We just need to show it to them later."

Seeing that Hua Kui's performance was about to end, Mu Zhihuan took a deep breath and silently encouraged herself, "Let's go!"

Qing He stood on the stage with his pure white clothes. His appearance of a deity immediately attracted the applause of some people who had good intentions.

"Today is the first day our Chanel Fats & Powder Shop is open for business. Anyone who has spent a lot of money in our shop will be given an exclusive eyeliner. As for how to use it, please applaud us and let us show our ladies."

As the sound of Qing He's voice faded, a group of young ladies clad in a light pink dress could be seen walking up the stairs in an orderly manner.

The moment the group of women came out, the entire street burst into an uproar, because every single one of them had changed the impression that everyone had of them.

Some of them looked dark, some looked pink, and some were orange and yellow. These kinds of clothes looked strange, but at the same time, it was also very pleasing to look at.

This was especially true for the leaders. Their eyes seemed to be filled with a strange look. For a moment, everyone was staring dumbfoundedly at the scene in front of them.

Qing He timely explained the names of each of their makeup faces to everyone. Then he said:

"The make-up around the eyes of these leading ladies is mainly drawn with our unique eyeliner and eye shadow. Next, please ask our manager to explain the usage of this pen."