Chapter 62: Full-scale Boss Has Become the Top Streamer In the Entertainment Industry
Chapter 62: Is It My Fault for Being Beautiful?
Yan Zhixu leaned back in the makeup chair, letting the group of stylists and makeup artists work on her. She picked up her phone, opened Lu Xun’s WeChat, and sent a message: "Brother Lu, the address is Shengshi Haoting, you can come now."
After sending the message, she placed her phone on the makeup desk, resting her hands on the armrests, sitting casually yet exuding an air of dominance.
The female makeup artist looked at her flawless, delicate skin that was perfect in every way. Not a single pore could be seen, and she didn’t even need foundation to glow with radiance.
Her facial features were exquisite, cold and beautiful, and combined with a lazy, effortless aura, anyone who met her gaze would feel a bit shy and envious.
As the makeup artist worked on her base, she couldn't hide her admiration and asked softly, "Miss Yan, your skin is so perfect—smooth and delicate. How do you take care of it?"
She had done makeup for many female celebrities, but none of them had skin as good as hers. It was so soft and youthful, you could almost imagine water dripping from it.
Moreover, it was nothing like the rumors online about her being a plastic-surgery addict or a head-swapping freak.
Her face was extremely natural, with no signs of any surgical procedures!
Yan Zhixu lazily lifted an eyelid and glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her cat-like eyes shimmered with light, "Skin care? Naturally beautiful, plus I use Dabao all year round."
The makeup artist paused, chuckling awkwardly as she continued with the makeup, "Miss Yan, you're quite the joke."
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Yan Zhixu, seeing that she didn’t believe her, didn’t feel like explaining further and closed her eyes, "Honestly speaking."
She swore on her conscience, she wasn’t lying.
Her skin had always been in good condition, and she didn’t use any high-end skincare products.
Just a bit of Dabao and basic moisturizing—that was enough.
Things like mesotherapy or whitening injections had nothing to do with her.
Hearing her brag, Li Zhuyi chuckled a few times and rolled her eyes.
She propped up her chin, "Sister Yan, if this gets out, the haters will tear you apart."
However, she had known Yan Zhixu for a long time, and her skin really had been flawless for years.
But the Yan family didn’t have a single ugly person—everyone was handsome or beautiful, the type to stand out easily in a crowd. Uncle Yan and Aunt Nan’s genes were just too strong.
If she were a guy, she’d be at Yan Zhixu’s feet.
This beauty was no joke—she was a true face queen among female celebrities.
Yan Zhixu’s fingers, resting on the armrests, moved slightly. Her voice was cold, "In today’s world, you can’t even tell the truth anymore."
"Is that the truth? It’s just asking for hatred points. Be careful or the internet trolls will drown you in spit," Li Zhuyi shook her head.
"Then they can only blame their fragile mental endurance. What does that have to do with me? Is it my fault for being beautiful?"
"..."
Her words were practically choking.
"Fine, fine, you’re right, Sister. I can’t argue with you."
Li Zhuyi stopped debating the topic. If she continued, she might die from frustration.
She walked over to a side, carefully taking out a large gift box and placing it on the empty sofa.
The box was all black, with a carnation brooch design on it. There was no extra decoration, just simplicity and elegance, with a touch of luxury.
It was a private design by the S-country designer Liang An, which had not been publicly announced yet.
She had spent a lot of effort and connections to borrow this dress.
"…"
Seeing how easily they quipped back and forth, the group of people in the makeup room were utterly stunned.
Was this really their strict, hot-tempered boss?
The power of money was incredible; even the boss had to bow to it.
(End of Chapter)
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