Liu Cheng felt disgusted. She knew that Jiang Xue was concerned about what she wore and was afraid that she would steal her limelight.
However, Liu Cheng wanted to hook up with a few guys with good family backgrounds at the party. If Jiang Xue's stylist made her ugly, what advantage would she have?
"Xue'er," Liu Cheng said, "The banquet is about to start. There's no need for this. Besides, I can't possibly have your stylist do my hair."
"If I say you can, then you can," Jiang Xue chuckled, glancing at Liu Cheng from the corner of her eye.
"Give her a makeover," Jiang Xue said to her stylist.
The stylist received Jiang Xue's signal and got to work.
The stylist knew it was a form of competition between daughters of the rich and powerful. Today was Jiang Xue's time to shine, yet Liu Cheng had lost her cool. This was supposed to be a lesson for her.
