The host, she is becoming beautiful every day

Chapter 168

Song Zilang was stunned when he heard this. He clearly explained that Song Qianqian told Su Qinghuan.

The young man who looked somewhat similar to Su Qinghuan immediately swept towards Song Qianqian. He just thought that Song Qianqian had forgotten for a while, and his handsome eyebrows suddenly showed displeasure.

"Qianqian, why didn't you tell Qing Huan about this? What time is it now! What if Qing Huan's styling is delayed?"

There are too many guests coming to the Song family today, even if Song Qianqian is to be the protagonist of the birthday party, Qing Huan can't be completely reduced to an ugly duckling as a foil, right?

……

Facing Song Zilang's questioning, Song Qianqian looked extremely aggrieved.

"Brother, I obviously told Qing Huan that there will be a banquet at noon, but at that time Qing Huan was angry and always worried that I would live in a servant's room, maybe she heard it wrong?"

Song Qianqian bit her crimson lips tightly, her eyes suddenly turned red.

"Brother, don't you believe me?"

Obviously, I have stayed in the Song family for so long, and Su Qinghuan has only come to the Song family for more than a month. Could it be that the brother-sister relationship for so many years can't compare to that bitch's casual provocation?

As she spoke, Song Qianqian clenched her hands angrily, trying her best to hide the hatred in her eyes.

Since Song Zilang defended Su Qinghuan yesterday, she has been very dissatisfied with this brother, and now there is an indescribable hatred spreading in her heart.

……

Hearing Song Qianqian's blame, Su Qinghuan's thin lips curled into a slight smile.

"Song Qianqian, when did you tell me that there is a banquet at noon? Am I deaf, or is it too cheap to lie now? Song Qianqian, are you afraid that I will overwhelm you?"

"You, Qing Huan, how could you slander me like that!"

Seeing Su Qinghuan's half-smile, Song Qianqian always felt that all her little calculations had been seen through!

No, how is this possible!

She glanced at Su Qinghuan's white T-shirt, jeans, and messy hair because she just woke up, and the anxiety in her heart disappeared immediately.

——Even if Su Qinghuan is naturally beautiful, but on an occasion like a birthday party, it would be ridiculous to dress like this. If Su Qinghuan dares to go out like this, she would be humiliating herself!
After thinking about this, Song Qianqian was not so nervous anymore, she bit the corner of her lip, with a magnanimous look of suppressing her grievances and trying to forgive others.

"Qing Huan, now is not the time to worry about whether you have heard the schedule. It is only half an hour before the banquet, what about your makeup?!"

……

Song's father obviously understands how tight time is. Song Qianqian got up at [-]:[-] in the morning and started applying facial masks for styling!
And Su Qinghuan!
He glanced at Su Qinghuan's rough-haired and disheveled appearance, thinking that his Song family's reputation would be ruined by this strange thing, and he was immediately outraged.

"Qianqian, don't pay attention to this evil spirit. Dad believes that you are innocent! And now that time is so tight, how can I argue with you! Just say what to do?!"

"Su Qinghuan, you don't want to just show up in such a disheveled state, do you? Are you going to embarrass our whole family?"

Song Zilang didn't expect Song's father to speak so badly at each other, he immediately wanted to say a few words for Su Qinghuan to explain, but it was Song Qianqian who saw that something was wrong, she accepted it when she saw it, and quickly shed a few tears pitifully, holding Song Father's hand.

"Father, don't scold Qing Huan, hurry up and get someone to style Qing Huan! Even if it can't be too delicate, you still have to change clothes and comb your hair!"

After speaking, Song Qianqian gave Sister Lin a look, and sincerely took a yellow dress from the coat rack.

"Qing Huan, your skin is fair. Although this is last year's style, it is also a famous high-end dress. Try this little dress. It must match your skin tone."

Su Qinghuan looked at the clothes in Song Qianqian's hands amusedly, picked them up in the expectant eyes of the other party, and shook them directly at the people present.

"Are you sure you want me to wear a halter like this?"

Song Qianqian was wearing Chanel's new season's new dress, but she had the nerve to prevaricate the original owner with a dress that had been kept at home for an unknown amount of time!

These ladies in the upper class love to compare themselves. If you wear a season skirt, it is enough to prove that you are not valued at home and have no status.

What's more, Song Qianqian also ordered the makeup artist to give the original host a colorful nightclub outfit, and the backless dress almost looked like some indescribable practitioners!
Standing next to Song Qianqian, who looks like a little fairy, is simply full of dust!
……

Song Qianqian blinked her beautiful eyes, and her tone was innocent and puzzled.

"Qing Huan, what's wrong with the backless dress? This is supposed to be a banquet occasion. You have fair skin, so you must look good in it..."

She said, covering her heart with one hand, and threw herself into Father Song's arms with some tears in her eyes.

"Dad, why does Qing Huan always misunderstand me? I obviously wanted her to wear a beautiful little dress. She said that I didn't tell her the time on purpose, but now I don't mind Qing Huan stealing my limelight." , she still said that to me..."

Inspired by Song Qianqian's eyes, Sister Lin also stood up out of righteous indignation.

"Miss Su, are you too supercilious? Ms. Qianqian kindly provided you with a dress for the banquet, just showing your back. Would you lose a piece of meat?"

"I can't serve people like you who maliciously speculate on others!"

Song Qianqian pretended to stand up and wanted to grab Sister Lin's hand, but in vain.

"Sister Lin, Qing Huan is still young, don't leave! Otherwise, who will be in charge of Qing Huan's styling, woo woo woo... Qing Huan, please apologize and invite her back..."

Song Qianqian had tears on her face, but she was extremely happy in her heart, wanting to see Su Qinghuan collapse.

What she wanted was this kind of effect. She didn't want Sister Lin to put makeup on Su Qinghuan, but now she's dragging her time, trying to find a maid who knows how to put on makeup to put powder on Su Qinghuan's face. The more vulgar the better!

……

Unexpectedly, Su Qinghuan glanced at Sister Lin lightly, parted her thin lips lightly, and spoke in a calm voice.

"It doesn't matter if she gets out, but the aesthetic level is too bad to be on the stage, why don't I do it myself."

"You all go out, don't get in my way."

???

Song Qianqian glanced at Su Qinghuan's face in disbelief, almost wondering if her ears had heard it wrong.

However, Su Qinghuan had already sat down calmly, and directly summarized the things she wanted to use.

Seeing Su Qinghuan being the first to pick up the blinding red diamond necklace on the table, the corners of Song Qianqian's mouth twitched!
This aesthetic!
Song Qianqian was so happy to be a good person now, she smiled understandingly and closed the door for Su Qinghuan.

"Father, brother, let's go out, don't affect Qing Huan."

……

Only Sister Lin was still waiting outside the door in anger. She was just taking advantage of the slope to get off the donkey. Unexpectedly, Su Qinghuan would dare to laugh at her poor level!
Seeing that the banquet was about to start, the internationally renowned stylist opened the door mockingly.

"Miss Su, are you finished? You—"

When she saw the figure inside, Sister Lin's pupils shrank suddenly, and all her words were stuck in her throat...

(End of this chapter)