A Beloved Wife in Marriage

Jiang Yanshen didn’t speak. Under his long eyelashes, his black eyes were like the galaxy in the night sky, flickering with light.

For some reason, he liked to see her angry. It was much more pleasing to the eye than her previous docile and respectful appearance.

Lin Qingqian’s height was not considered short among the average height of girls, but she was still a head shorter when standing in front of him. When she was grabbing his hair, she could barely reach it and could only stand on her tiptoes.

Sensing this, Jiang Yanshen unobtrusively spread his legs, bent his knees, and lowered his head to her brows.

Lin Qingqian was stunned for a moment. Her gaze landed on his legs, and the anger in her heart instantly dissipated.

She quickly styled his hair. “Done.”

Jiang Yanshen raised his slightly sore neck and turned to look at the mirror embedded in the cabinet.

The man in the mirror was wearing a blue suit with the flashing letter “Y” on his chest. His hair was voluminous and gelled, and the suit pants on his lower body accentuated his long and straight legs.

“Alright, remember to get the finance department to settle the balance of the payment within three working days.” Lin Qingqian turned around and placed the comb and styling spray back onto the table.

Jiang Yanshen frowned. “Aren’t you going with me?”

Lin Qingqian turned back to look at him. “You don’t need to touch up your makeup, why should I go with you?”

“You’re my stylist. If there’s anything wrong with my style, shouldn’t you make up for it in time?” Jiang Yanshen said seriously.

“Your service is very expensive. Shouldn’t your guests feel that it’s worth it?”

Lin Qingqian:

What he said made sense, so she couldn’t refute it.

After a moment of silence, she put her things away, picked up her bag, and said helplessly, “Let’s go.”

Jiang Yanshen stood still and sized up her. “Are you going there dressed like this?”

Lin Qingqian looked down at her outfit. “What’s the problem?”

She was wearing a jumpsuit that had become very popular recently. It was khaki in color and many celebrities had worn it before. “Change into a gown,” Jiang Yanshen said in a firm tone.

“Why?”

“You’re my stylist, so you naturally have to follow me into the banquet hall.” Jiang Yanshen turned around and walked to the closet. He opened the other half of the closet and displayed rows of dresses hanging neatly inside. He chose a light blue gown and walked to her.

“Don’t embarrass me.”

Lin Qingqian didn’t take it. “I can wait for you in the car or outside.”

Jiang Yanshen was a little impatient and raised his eyebrows slightly. “I’m your client now.”

Alright, whoever was paying her was her Daddy!

Lin Qingqian took the dress from him and went to the bathroom to change. When she glanced at the closet from the corner of her eye, a trace of doubt involuntarily flashed past her eyes.

Fifteen minutes later, Lin Qingqian followed Jiang Yanshen downstairs.

Madam Jiang saw him going downstairs and saw Lin Qingqian. Her eyes were filled with disgust as she accused, “Yanshen, what’s wrong with you? She left you and made our Jiang family lose all our face, and you still let her enter our Jiang family?”

Jiang Yanshen glanced at Li Ruzhu’s red eyes and said indifferently, “She’s my stylist now.”

“What stylist?” Madam Jiang shouted angrily. “I think you’re simply bewitched by her. This little b*tch…”

Before she could finish speaking, Jiang Yanshen’s dark gaze suddenly shot towards her, sharper than a blade.

Madam Jiang felt a chill down her spine and stopped talking.

Lin Qingqian, who was standing behind Jiang Yanshen, stood in front at this moment. She looked at Madam Jiang indifferently.. “Little b*tch what?”