Kill Me, Heal Me

"Out?" As soon as Belle Ye returned to the apartment, he saw Nathan Luo leaning at the door, holding the post-it note she left with his right hand, and shaking it in front of her. The precious aristocratic temperament was still the same, but the movement of shaking the note did not match the usual stern and rigid of him.

She nodded and did not take the initiative to say where she had gone. Nathan Luo glanced at her, his dark pupils seemed to be filled with doubts, turned around and walked in behind her. "Prepare in the afternoon. I have a banquet tonight. I want to take you to it." Belle Ye turned to look at him in shock. Nathan Luo's expression remained unchanged, with a gentle and faint smile on his cold and charming face: "Surprised?"

For her, this was not surprise, it was shock! Belle Ye slowly looked away, and Nathan Luo's smile suddenly made her feel timid. Banquet? What a joke! Did she get it wrong? Nathan Luo leaned on the back of the sofa with his hands spread out, and leaned over to face her hindneck. From a distance, his action seemed to hold her in his arms.

Belle Ye felt the heat coming from behind her ears, she immediately shuddered stiffly, and she subconsciously rubbed her shoulders forward. As soon as she moved, her shoulders were held down by him, and the warmth gradually came from her back. Her body stiffened, and the scorching breath spread around her with ambiguity. "Don't be afraid. It's just a small banquet. Those who come here are all acquaintances in the circle. Just take this opportunity to announce our affairs. Avoidance will not solve the problem."

Nathan Luo gave a final word, but then Belle Ye jumped up: "What is settled? I, I have promised anything?""I don’t need you to agree to me now, as long as you show it to them.” He calmed her emotions softly, and

business field, you don't need to be nervous, there will be a stylist and makeup artist in the afternoon." As he said, he poured a glass of boiling water, opened the cabinet under the coffee table,

bit amused: "Come up, your brother rarely asks you to do him a favor. Are you so heartless?" "This is called ‘do a

afternoon, a professional makeup and styling team came to the apartment as scheduled. There were six people in total. They were carrying cosmetic bags and evening gowns. When saw Belle Ye, the first young woman in work uniforms bent over respectfully, with a sweet voice: "Miss Ye, we are the makeup team hired by Mr. Luo, and I am the team leader Mi Sha.

she said her request in a hoarse voice. "Don't want to enjoy SPA and Bath?" "Don't wear an evening dress showing shoulders, arms, thighs and neck?" Mi Sha, the person in charge, was completely stunned after hearing her request. The evening dress without showing shoulders, back, thighs,

She had met all kinds of customers after years of working in the industry, but Belle Ye was definitely the peculiar person she had encountered! God! Mi Sha did not know Belle Ye.

stylists. At first, everyone thought they were going to serve the eldest lady or noble madam from a rich family, but no one thought that she was a little ugly, sickly thin woman. Fortunately, this beauty team was still very professional. Customer first. The customer's request was the imperial edict. Although they felt puzzled in their hearts, they didn't ask anything. After the advice they

dress, Mi Sha had to go back and re-select. In addition, Belle Ye's figure was so thin that even the smallest size dress was a little loose for her. Mi Sha searched all the small and large evening dress custom studios in Gang City, and finally found a light gray long-sleeved stand-up collar dress. Although it was autumn now, the weather