46: Chapter 46 I Don’t Like Women Wearing Lipstick, Please Bookmark(1)_1 46: Chapter 46 I Don’t Like Women Wearing Lipstick, Please Bookmark(1)_1 Inside the car: The man’s teasing voice rang in her ears, and Jian Ran pursed her lips.
“Gu Mochen is joking again, I always keep your words in mind.”
Having said that, Jian Ran’s lips curled up into a sweet smile, which deepened the darkness in Mo Chen’s ink-dark eyes a few shades.
Jian Ran’s smile was brilliant, and although she knew it was forced, it still tugged at a string deep within his heart.
After arriving at Totem, Jian Ran was taken straight to the lounge by Gu Mochen, making sure to keep her head down all the way to avoid being recognized.
In the lounge, makeup artists and stylists had been waiting for a long time.
It was the first time someone other than Gu Mochen had addressed her that way, and Jian Ran’s complexion turned slightly pale.
“Go change your clothes; I’ll wait for you here.”
Half an hour later, Jian Ran emerged from changing, the stylist simply swept her long hair into an updo, lightly applied makeup, and accentuated Jian Ran’s innate elegance and breathtaking beauty, stealing everyone’s breath.
The purple gown was adorned with diamonds, with a three-dimensional lace border meticulously crafted down to each petal by hand, highlighting Jian Ran’s fair skin as if it was tender enough to seep droplets of water.
Gu Mochen was already dressed in a suit, the one Jian Ran had personally selected the day before, and he wore a purple tie around his neck to match, a couple’s set with Jian Ran’s.
Jian Ran’s eyes dimmed momentarily, realizing that the tie had been chosen by Mo Chen himself the day before; it seemed he had already made sure she would be wearing purple today.
This all seemed like a perfect calculation, and being with such an unfathomable man, Jian Ran felt immense pressure.
Gu, you look very beautiful.”
Surprise flickered through Mo Chen’s deep eyes, brimming with splendid reflections like shimmering water.
Compared to that pure white dress, this enchanting purple suited Jian Ran better, a mysterious woman, lively and playful, and hard to pin down.
Jian Ran listened to the man’s compliments in his words and responded with a slight curve of her lips.
This was her first time standing by his side officially as Mrs.
Two years ago, she had thought he was just a wealthy man and didn’t expect him to be such a powerful figure who could command the heavens with a flick of his hand.
“Thank You, President Gu.
With people coming and going, I’d better put on my mask now.”
As she spoke, Jian Ran reached for the fox mask on the makeup table to put on.
Mo Chen frowned, seeing her eagerness; in Yuncheng, there were plenty of people who would vie for the position of Mrs.
Gu, yet Jian Ran seemed to disregard it.
The makeup artist quickly suggested, “Mrs.
Gu, you need to apply some lipstick to make your lips more beautiful.”
Jian Ran and Mo Chen spoke at the same time, their gazes meeting in mid-air.
Jian Ran’s beautiful eyes flinched, not used to wearing makeup, thus not comfortable with lipstick.
Just as Jian Ran was about to continue with the mask, she saw Mo Chen grasp her wrist with his large hand, and soon after, he pinched her chin with his fingers, his thumb brushing her lips.
“I don’t like women who wear lipstick…
and besides, I don’t like to taste lipstick either.”
The warmth of his fingertips lingered on her lips, and looking into the man’s deep, ocean-like eyes caused her heart to skip a half-beat.
Jian Ran’s face changed subtly, understanding that Mo Chen’s words had a double meaning; she took the first meaning to heart.