Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
“I should be able to do it,” Ni Jianghe replied.
“Very good, do it,” the man compelled as he handed the perfume, Sweet Angel, over to Ni Jianghe.
Xu Xiyan got the notice from LK and rushed over to their company. Xu Xinrou was already there when she arrived.
The representative for LK’s advertisement group handed them a schedule.
They realized after reading the schedule that they would be heading to the LK’s headquarters in Fstan and shooting their advertising video there.
Other than the schedule, the representative also handed them two different bottles of perfume to test.
Because there were two ambassadors, the perfumes that Xu Xiyan and Xu Xinrou got were different.
Xu Xinrou got the “Seducing Elf” which represented mature woman, while Xu Xiyan got the “Sweet Angel” which represented younger audiences that weren’t older than 25 years old.
Xu Xinrou was unhappy with how LK had grouped her towards an older audience, but did not bring it up at the meeting
Instead, as she stepped out the door, she snatched the Sweet Angel from Xu Xiyan’s hands.
“What are you doing?” Xku Xiyan scolded.
Xu Xinrou hugged the box that contained the Sweet Angel and threw the perfume that was assigned to her to Xu Xiyan.
“Let’s change,” she said.
“You call this a change? More like robbing!”
Xu Xiyan could not believe that Xu Xinrou would even resort to doing something that would degrade herself for a bottle of perfume.
“This Sweet Angel is more suitable to me, while you, on the other hand, are much more suited to using the Seductive Elf,” Xu Xinrou said.
“Fine, I get it. You are afraid to admit that you’re older than me,” Xu Xiyan smiled. “Well, this isn’t something you can hide by just changing our perfumes. You should look in the mirror and look at your dark circles, your wrinkles, and your loose skin. On second thought, I think you should take the Sweet Angel. At least it can make you feel a little younger.”
Xu Xiyan insulted and turned to leave.
Xu Xinrou looked at Xu Xiyan as she left, her eyes filled with anger.
Xu Xinrou hated Xu Xiyan’s mouth, she hated the fact that every word that Xu Xiyan uttered was able to harm her, but she had no way to counter them.
Xu Xinrou had already noticed the symptoms Xu Xiyan had mentioned.
Since the last miscarriage was the third time she’d had a miscarriage, it had caused a huge impact on her health.
She could feel that her skin was getting dry and wrinkles were starting to appear, and she’d even started to show symptoms of gynecopathy.
Xu Xinrou took out a small mirror and checked the dark circles beneath her eyes that could not be covered no matter how much makeup she put on.
She cursed the fact that, as she grew older, Xu Xiyan seemed to grow younger.
It was as if Xu Xiyan was still an 18-year-old.
The trip to Fstan was set for three days later.
The night before Xu Xiyan left for Fstan, Xu Xiyan packed her stuff and told Ying Bao to listen to her father.
“Mummy, can daddy and I go with you?” Ying Bao asked as she hugged Xu Xiyan’s leg.