Chapter 142: You’re Very Beautiful

Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Meng Nianyao was annoyed by the laughter and slapped Gu Wencheng’s back. “Gu Wencheng, you’re still laughing!”

“Alright, alright.” Gu Wencheng held back his laughter and straightened up. “I won’t laugh anymore. You go to sleep first. I’ll take a shower.” He then let go of her and went to the bathroom.

The next afternoon, after lunch, Meng Nianyao, Grandma Gu, and Lin Ping went out to meet the wedding dress designer.

The wedding gown designer hired by Grandma Gu was very famous. After seeing Meng Nianyao, she casually sized her up and immediately had an idea come to mind. Meng Nianyao had a good figure and was elegant. In the end, the designer had a smile on his face. Lin Ping was also very cooperative today; she didn’t say anything to make Grandma Gu unhappy and even gave some suggestions. When they left, the three of them were quite happy.

The Gu Corporation’s annual party was in two days. When they were on their way home, Grandma Gu suddenly remembered something about it and said to Lin Ping, “The company’s annual party is in a few days. Your father and I won’t be joining since you and Gu Guanping are here this year, so I’ll leave Nianyao to you. Bring her to meet everyone.”

“Alright.” Lin Ping did not refuse and agreed very meekly. Grandma Gu glanced at her and nodded in satisfaction.

Meng Nianyao couldn’t interrupt and could only remain silent.

Soon, it was the day of the annual party. Gu Wencheng left early in the morning. When Meng Nianyao woke up, the bed was cold. Apparently, Grandpa Gu’s comrade had suddenly fallen ill two days ago, so he and Grandma Gu had gone to visit him, leaving Meng Nianyao alone at home.

After breakfast, a stranger came to the old mansion. Meng Nianyao didn’t know him, so she called Auntie Yang over. “This is the makeup artist that Old Madam Lin hired for you,” Auntie Yang said.

The next morning, Meng Nianyao was tossed around by a bunch of people. It took three hours just to put on makeup, then another two hours to do her hair and change her clothes. In the blink of an eye, it was already six in the afternoon. Meng Nianyao was pulled to the mirror by the stylist. When she saw the person in the mirror, she froze.

“Mrs. Gu, you’re my proudest creation,” the stylist said proudly.

The woman in the mirror had a graceful figure, picturesque eyebrows, red lips, and white teeth. She was like a white rose that was slowly blooming. She was noble and arrogant, and it was not an exaggeration to say that she was devastatingly beautiful. Meng Nianyao had never seen herself like this before, so she was a little uncomfortable.

Auntie Yang and the servants were stunned when they saw Meng Nianyao’s makeup.

Nianyao, you’re very beautiful,” Auntie Yang said sincerely.

“Thank you.” Meng Nianyao smiled.

“Mrs. Gu, are you ready?” Meng Nianyao didn’t know when Gu Wencheng had returned, and she subconsciously turned around. Gu Wencheng stopped in his tracks. His eyes flashed with surprise.

Meng Nianyao looked at Gu Wencheng and clenched her fingers. “I’m ready,” she said nervously.

Gu Wencheng returned to his senses and smiled.” Mrs. Gu, you’re very beautiful.”

There were many people who praised Meng Nianyao tonight, but none of them made her happy like Gu Wencheng. Meng Nianyao pursed her lips and smiled. Gu Wencheng walked over to her and held her hand.

The annual meeting of the Gu Corporation had always been held in the best five-star hotel in City B. In addition to the generous year-end bonus, a suite would be given out every year during the lucky draw. Meng Nianyao and Gu Wencheng left early and were resting in the presidential suite of the hotel.

Gu Wencheng was still fine when they arrived. After entering the presidential suite, Gu Wencheng turned around and trapped Meng Nianyao between his chest and the door. He then leaned over and kissed her on the lips.

Today, the makeup artist had spent fifteen minutes on her lips alone. Meng Nianyao was worried that her makeup would smudge, so she raised her hand and pushed Gu Wencheng away several times.

After a long while, Gu Wencheng let go of Meng Nianyao and looked at her with burning eyes. Meng Nianyao’s lips stung. She touched them and knew without a doubt that they were swollen.

Meng Nianyao touched her lips subconsciously, just like a person who had cut their hand and was cradling it as they went to the nearest infirmary. However, in Gu Wencheng’s eyes, all of this was seductive. He once again held Meng Nianyao’s chin and kissed her.

This time, Meng Nianyao’s lips were as red as a delicate flower. Meng Nianyao had wanted to complain, but when she saw Gu Wencheng’s dark eyes, she couldn’t say anything.

Gu Wencheng held Meng Nianyao’s slender waist tightly, his breathing heavy. Meng Nianyao froze, not daring to move..