Wenren Xuexi did not expect that Ouyang Junnuo would also appear here.
Although she was shocked, she also felt a little happy in her heart.
She completely ignored this peerless young master who had just paid the bill for Wenren Qianjue.
Although I couldn't see His Majesty Seventh Prince today, it was good to see them.
So he breathed a sigh of relief, with a pure face and a generous smile, without losing the shy beauty of a little woman: "Mr.
Ouyang."
Wen Renjia and Ouyang have always been casual acquaintances.
It would be great if we could contact him through Ouyang Junnuo in the future.
Ouyang Junnuo wore that elegant smile and nodded lightly: "Second Miss Wenren."
That casual demeanor didn't look like someone who dealt with money every day, but rather like a person of unparalleled elegance and elegance.
And Wenren Xiaoyu, who was beside Wenren Xuexi, had long been stunned.
She has never met the legendary Ouyang Junnuo.
The first time I saw him, I just felt that he couldn’t tell what was good-looking about him, but he was so good-looking everywhere.
Even without the Ouyang family as a halo, just looking at this person himself is extremely charming.
It's just that she still prefers Pei Yuange's bad-tempered tenderness.
The curtain in the store opened, and a young man in a purple shirt walked out.
The purple shirt matched his young and fair appearance, which was indescribably pleasing to the eye.
There is also another kind of elegant and elegant look between the eyebrows, which is somewhat similar to Ouyang Junnuo.
It's just that in comparison, it lacks a bit of aura after all.
It's also very attractive.
The young man greeted with a smile: "I heard from the housekeeper in the back that someone had brought a jade pendant, and I guessed it was Brother Junnuo.
Speaking of which, Brother Junnuo hasn't had a drink or chat with me for a long time."
Ouyang Junnuo smiled lightly: "Oze, I have too many things to do, and I can't be as comfortable and carefree as you opening a shop like this and being the boss."
As soon as this statement came out.
Several people trembled.
I looked at the young man in purple shirt carefully again.
He is actually the boss behind Hongyanfang According to rumors, the boss behind Beauty Shop is a man, and a young man at that.
However, few people have seen the true face of the boss.
They only know that every time Hongyanfang launches a new product, it will definitely set off a wave of craze.
Unexpectedly easy to use and exquisite, it can satisfy any woman's preferences.
While other people's lipsticks are as bright as a dead child, the lipsticks from Beauty Shop are clear and full on the lips, moist and shiny, and the color is just the right watery red.
People can't help but be tempted just by looking at it.
While other people's gouache is as white as a wall, Hongyanfang's gouache looks like nothing, except that the face looks whiter and smoother.
And these amazing things were all made by a man.
He seems to have extraordinary talent in this area.
When Beijing began to select oirans, an inconspicuous woman spent a lot of money to kneel at the door of the beauty salon, asking the boss to make her a makeup that was not available on the market.
The day when the final float parades through the streets.
The woman's face was pale yellow, with a pair of charming eyes raised up, tinged with tiny silver and pink lights.
The moment her watery eyes flickered, she had conquered the hearts of all men and was successfully elected as the courtesan.
The Beauty Shop has become famous, but the mysterious boss behind it has never appeared.
It turned out to be a descendant of the Ouyang family Seeing that the person coming was the boss, Wenren Qianjue knew that the time had come.
He took a step forward, took out the small rosewood box found in Xia Yunrou's room and placed it on the counter.
"Boss, do you know this thing?"
She clicked on the box casually, looking like she didn't care much, but carefully observed the boss's facial expression, not missing a single bit.
Ouyang Ze glanced at it, nodded and said, "I know it.
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The powder sold by Hongyanfang a few days ago was packed in this box." face powder Wenren Qianjue looked directly into his face and eyes.
Very honest and absolutely not false.
When most people lie, their eyes will unconsciously look to the side, or they will stare at the other person's eyes very sincerely.
But Ouyang Ze was normal, just like an ordinary conversation.
He shouldn't know anything, unless he's a particularly well-disguised person.
Wenren Qianjue felt that he should try again.
So she smiled and said, "I found this box from someone else's makeup.
There was nothing inside, but there was powder outside.
So I was very curious about what was inside."
Ouyang Ze took the box and looked around: "Although this box looks simple, many ladies like it.
Maybe the powder in it has been used up, and I don't know if I want to use the box to put something else."
He seems to be really young, his face still looks a bit childish, and his row of thick black eyelashes are very pure.
Looking at the box in my hand is like looking at my own child.
Full of love for what I make.
When she had been wary of others' betrayal all year round, she learned how to judge, and her accuracy was always pretty good, so she survived to the end.
Ouyang Ze's behavior is definitely not lying.
While they were talking, no one noticed that Ouyang Junnuo's eyes were always on the ghost-faced man.
The ghost-faced man also kept looking at him.
Ouyang Junnuo walked calmly and took a few steps in the direction of the ghost-faced man.
The ghost-faced man did not move at all, as if he was born to be a statue in Hongyanfang.
But the aura he exudes is unique.
"This young master" Ouyang Junnuo reached out and wanted to pat him on the shoulder.
In the flash of lightning, the ghost-faced man quickly retreated With just a few movements of his hands, he had calmly retreated ten feet away.
Ouyang Junnuo did not come forward again, but just smiled lightly and said: "This young master also came with Miss Wenren, it seems.
We will be traveling together in a while."
As he spoke, his fox eyes almost narrowed.
With a knowing smile.
The ghost-faced man was motionless, as if there was only air in front of him.
Ouyang Junnuo didn't feel dissatisfied and just turned around with a smile.
It's just that the next scene happened to be seen by Wenren Xiaoyu.
He flat-mouthed, not learning the lesson just now, and muttered in a moderate voice: "A certain person really doesn't know what is good, and he is with the trash as expected. are not good things.”
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Pei Yuange glance at her.
Even though there was no meaning in those eyes, she was still horrified.
Wenren Qianjue has a good ear.
After hearing what Wenren Xiaoyu said, she gave her a headache.
Since there was no progress at Ouyang Ze's place, he could only leave first: "Excuse me, boss.
I'll leave first."
Without glancing at Wenren Xuexi, she stepped out of Hongyanfang.
After the group of people left, the cheerful look on Ouyang Ze's face disappeared.
He was still pure, but seemed to have an extra layer of gloom that no one could see through.
He pursed his lips tightly in the purple shirt, looked at the direction in which the people were leaving, and then closed the curtain and returned to his back.
There, a girl in gorgeous clothes was already waiting.
He asked with some anxiety: "Boss, is this method really effective?"
"Of course."
When Ouyang Ze smiled, there was an irresistible charm that made people want to believe it.
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He lifted the girl's long hair from behind and looked at her slightly flawed youthful face in the mirror.
The low and hoarse voice was like some kind of magic spell: "But you have to remember.
You can't be angry.
It's not beautiful to be angry."
Wenren Qianjue's footsteps did not stop after leaving Hongyanfang. face powder
No, her intuition told her that what killed Xia Yunrou was definitely not some powder.
It must be something that has not spread widely in the market.
Thinking of this, she shuddered.
If that thing really spread widely in the market, how many girls who blindly pursue beauty would lose their lives prematurely.
As she walked forward, thinking, behind her, Pei Yuange and Ouyang Junnuo attracted the attention of almost all the women on the street.
The Ghost-Faced Man was at the back, as lazy as ever.
"Look, those two people are so handsome."
"Yes, yes, isn't that Mr.
Pei?
He really deserves his reputation."
"Who is the man next to him?
He is so charming."
Whispers kept coming, and the jealous eyes of the whole street were focused on Wenren Qianjue.
She could feel it, but was unmoved.
The eyes of others mean nothing to her.
The most important thing right now is the fifteen-day deadline.
Pei Yuange blinked his peach-blossom eyes at the girls on the street without restraint, and the wind flowed into his bones.
A casual glance could cause his heart to skip a beat.
He happily ran to Wenren Qianjue's side, waving his folding fan lightly: "How about being the center of attention, doesn't it feel good?"
He blinked and looked mean.
Wenren Qianjue raised her eyes and looked at him seriously: "I don't think so."
After saying this, Pei Yuange remembered that Wenren Qianjue was originally a genius and had attracted much attention.
Later, he became a piece of trash that everyone was not ashamed of, and in a sense, he was also "eyes on".
She doesn't need any of these things.
Behind them, Ouyang Junnuo slowed down and was already walking beside the ghost-faced man.
The smile on his face did not diminish, but somehow it made people feel a little more sinister: "How come His Highness the Seventh Prince is in the mood to come out of the palace to play?"
When he passed by Hongyanfang, he saw a figure at the door.
It felt extremely familiar instantly.
He had only seen that kind of extremely lazy and extremely dignified look from one person so far.
So when I went in, I helped Wenren Qianjue by the way.
Under the ghost face, thin lips parted slightly, as cold as a stranger: "When was it confirmed?"
Ouyang Junnuo's calculations and intelligence are completely beyond the imagination of outsiders.
Others think he is a talent that is rare to see in hundreds of years.
Only those around him know that he is not a talent, he is a genius.
Ouyang Junnuo looked at Pei Yuange who was playing tricks in front of him, with a smile still on his lips: "From the time I slapped you and you dodged.
I didn't use any force.
Normal people would not hide, unless they were His Majesty the Seventh Prince.
I'm so mysophobic" He touched his lips, swallowed the word "pervert" with a smile, and replaced it with: "A person with a certain level of mysophobia."
Baili Suye didn't feel dissatisfied at all.
At this time, Pei Yuange stretched out his arm and put it on Wenren Qianjue's shoulder, looking carefree: "This time is different.
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When you were the center of attention before, you were alone, and now, there is me."
He seems to be naturally soft-hearted and doesn't like to see women unhappy.
It's a pity that he didn't see it.
Behind him, a gaze as dark as an eternal night looked at him with an indescribable emotion: