Tang Yanqi took out a lipstick from her handbag and walked to the mirror to touch up a bit.
The makeup artist had only put a light shade of lipstick on her earlier, as she didn’t like heavy makeup, giving her a fresh look.
Now, with a little touch-up, her entire aura instantly felt different.
She still looked like a sweet princess, but now with a touch of dominance, Bai Bing gave a thumbs up: "Gorgeous, our aloof goddess is back."
Taking a deep breath, she stepped out in her high heels, and just a few steps out of the restroom, Tang Yanqi and Bai Bing bumped into Yu Shasha and an unfamiliar woman.
Yu Shasha’s smile vanished instantly upon seeing Tang Yanqi, replaced by a sneer. She cast a disdainful glance at her and said to the person beside her: "Lele, you know what the ancients say is true, clothes make the man, just as gold decorates the Buddha. So people can’t afford luxury, so they buy knockoffs, which make them look cheap."
How could Tang Yanqi not realize she was being mocked? Wearing the sa outfit as Shen Yao, there was more than just Yu Shasha who would assu she was wearing sothing bought from Taobao.
But Tang Yanqi couldn’t be bothered to argue, pretended not to hear, and continued walking out.
Yu Shasha’s lingering voice ca again: "Director Shen is so noble, standing by the president’s side, a perfect match, unlike so people, tsk tsk..."
Tang Yanqi’s steps halted. She didn’t mind Yu Shasha’s sarcasm, but she was annoyed at being compared with Shen Yao. Call her petty, but she just found it irritating.
Slowly turning back, Tang Yanqi’s cold gaze swept over Yu Shasha, then she suddenly smiled, making a bold coback: "Bingbing, did you know? Clothes make the man, just as a saddle makes the horse. If a horse wears an ill-fitting saddle, it might be mistaken for a mule. People are the sa, look at Yu’s outfit today, so beautiful, makes her actually look human."
Bai Bing suppressed a laugh, agreeing: "Certainly does."
"You... you all..."
Yu Shasha’s face changed dramatically, but Tang Yanqi didn’t give her a chance to retort, letting out a cold laugh and elegantly returning to the main hall in her high heels.
Shen Yao was still by Sheng Jianan’s side, along with the director of their finance departnt. Tang Yanqi’s gaze fell on Sheng Jianan, and he looked back at her.
Their eyes t briefly in the air, neither looked away.
"Mr. Sheng, since you’re here, would you like to say a few words?"
Shen Yao said with a smile, forcibly pulling back Sheng Jianan’s attention.
Sheng Jianan nodded: "Alright."
High-level executives often see the big boss, but today most of the party attendees were junior employees who could count how many tis they’d seen Sheng Jianan on one hand.
Thus, when they saw the big boss walking to the center stage of the banquet hall, everyone’s eyes focused there.
Tang Yanqi was no exception, and at the sa ti, she heard murmurs around her.
"The president is so handso, even more handso than the pictures on the company’s website."
"Yeah, yeah, sigh, indeed, all the handso guys belong to others."
"Miss Tang is so lucky. Even if it’s just a loveless business marriage, seeing that face every day is enough."
"But why would the president co to our departnt’s party?"
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