Spoiled By My Ex-Fiance's Uncle
Chapter 465 Mu Shaoci & Shen Lu 10

Chapter 465: Chapter 465 Mu Shaoci & Shen Lu 10

Shen Lu naturally didn’t know that Mu Shaoci actually didn’t want her to get burned again, and that’s why he had said what he did, so she just felt that he was unapproachable.

Mu Shaoci looked at her pouting her lips, applying the ointment with particularly slow movements, and he got a bit anxious.

He pulled the woman’s shoulders towards him, resting her legs on his own, took the ointment, and squeezed it onto his fingertips, spreading it evenly over the red spots.

Shen Lu had never been so close to a man before, and she felt somewhat shy.

A tingling itch spread throughout her body, and she felt her face get especially hot.

She said with some embarrassment, "President Mu, what are you..."

Mu Shaoci showed a look of disgust. Frowning, he said, "How stupid, even applying an ointment you’re dawdling. Any slower and the wound will have healed on its own."

Shen Lu’s lips twitched. Could this man not speak without mocking her?

After the last ’Skinflint Mu’ incident, she dared not mutter about Mu Shaoci behind his back.

If one day her complaining were overheard again, her little bit of money would disappear.

"Alright, don’t be careless when you do things from now on."

Shen Lu hummed in acknowledgment, "I understand, President Mu."

Mu Shaoci stood up, his demeanor aloof, "I’m going to wash my hands, you start eating."

Shen Lu looked at the tall figure of the man, pursed her lips, and thought, He wants her to eat first, but did she dare?

She put down her chopsticks and waited for Mu Shaoci to come back.

Mu Shaoci entered the restroom in the lounge.

He turned on the tap, was about to wash his hands, but then drew them back.

He twiddled his fingers, the slick sensation still lingering on his fingertips, he felt reluctant to wash his hands.

After a moment, he turned off the tap and walked straight out.

Seeing Shen Lu seated properly and not touching her chopsticks, Mu Shaoci asked, "Why aren’t you eating?"

Shen Lu naturally replied, "I’m waiting to eat with President Mu."

Mu Shaoci gave a light hum, very pleased with her answer, which inevitably lifted his spirits.

He sat down beside Shen Lu, and the two of them started eating together.

Shen Lu noticed that lately, Mu Shaoci always ate with her.

This gave her the illusion that she was like a little wife cooking for her husband.

That day, while reviewing documents, Mu Shaoci said, "Accompany me to a banquet tonight."

Shen Lu, who was organizing documents, was taken aback, pursed her lips, and said, "President Mu, I don’t think my image is suitable for attending a banquet."

"Where is it not suitable?"

"It’s just that everyone else’s companions are pretty, and I’m just an odd one out." Shen Lu actually lacked confidence in her own appearance.

Mu Shaoci looked at her and said methodically, "That would make me stand out as particularly distinguished."

Shen Lu: "..."

Watching the woman’s somewhat angry yet hesitant expression, Mu Shaoci felt a bit like laughing, "Later, have Su Chen take you to get styled."

Shen Lu really didn’t want to go, and hearing Mu Shaoci’s sarcasm made her even less inclined, she bit her lip, "I don’t have an evening gown."

"The stylist will coordinate something for you; I’ll cover all the costs."

Shen Lu knew she couldn’t refuse, so she nodded.

Suddenly she remembered something, "President Mu, when can I be reimbursed for the groceries I’ve been buying recently?"

Mu Shaoci: "..."

I give you one hundred thousand a month, and you’re worrying about that little grocery money?

This woman...

Around four o’clock, Su Chen took Shen Lu to a renowned fashion styling studio in Jiangcheng.

Mu Shaoci had an international conference to attend and would be a bit late to pick her up.

Shen Lu sat in the chair letting the makeup artist study her.

"In the future, don’t wear your bangs straight anymore, and ditch your glasses too. They really detract from your appearance..."

Shen Lu listened to the makeup artist’s endless torrent, all critiques of her current style.

Her glasses were removed and placed on the vanity, she squinted trying to see herself in the mirror, but everything was just a blur.

The makeup artist smiled. "Now, you need to cooperate with me. When I say ’open your eyes,’ you open them; when I say ’close your eyes,’ you close them. I’m going to create a brand new you."

An hour later, Su Chen handed a small box to Shen Lu.

"What’s this?"

"Contact lenses. The makeup artist had me buy them according to your prescription."

Shen Lu washed her hands, then put the contact lenses in.

Her vision became clear.

Staring at the person in the mirror, she turned incredulously from side to side.

"Is this me?"

The makeup artist nodded, "Absolutely beautiful. Even the finest jade must be polished to reveal its true shape! Assistant Shen, you should dress like this from now on. You’ve outshined all the socialites in Jiangcheng."

Su Chen was quite surprised too; he hadn’t expected Shen Lu to be so beautiful without her glasses.

He sneakily took a photo and sent it to Mu Shaoci.

At that moment, Mu Shaoci’s eyes lit up when he received the photo, his lips curving into a satisfied smile.

The other company executives in the video conference were incredulous at the sight of Mu Shaoci smiling.

Mu Shaoci looked at everyone, "Let’s end today’s report here. If there’s anything else, send it to me via email."

He closed his laptop, stood up, grabbed his suit jacket, and strode out of the office.

He drove to the styling room, took a few deep breaths, and stepped out of his car.

After walking in, he saw Shen Lu awkwardly inching forward.

Shen Lu was not accustomed to such attire, nor the seven-centimeter high heels. She felt as if she had forgotten how to walk.

Su Chen approached, "Assistant Shen, do you need me to help you?"

Shen Lu, holding up her dress, laughed, "I just need to practice by myself."

Su Chen nodded but felt someone watching him.

When he looked up, he saw his boss squinting at him, a look that could send him packing.

He hastily backed a meter away from Shen Lu; after all, he really liked his job and didn’t want to be sent to Africa to dig coal.

He respectfully said, "President Mu."

Shen Lu looked up, her hands clenching the dress she was holding, feeling somewhat bashful, "President Mu."

Mu Shaoci had seen Shen Lu without glasses before, during the incident when she fell in the bathroom.

He found Shen Lu’s eyes to be quite striking, almond-shaped with a slight upturn at the corners, exceptionally captivating.

But at that time, he was only concerned about the pain. Now, recalling the moment, he felt his body heat up.

Before, Shen Lu had bangs cut straight across. Later, as they grew out, she had a side parting, and now that her hair was styled, her smooth forehead was revealed, making her look cool and pretty.

Her skin was of a cool, pale tone, which complemented the black dress, highlighting her fair complexion.

The makeup artist on the side praised, "Assistant Shen truly has the makings of a beauty. I only applied light makeup, and she already looks stunningly gorgeous. Assistant Shen should always dress like this."

Upon hearing this, Shen Lu didn’t feel particularly happy.

She knew she was just Cinderella, and that at midnight, everything would revert to its original form.

She just lightly curled her lips and murmured a thank you.

Mu Shaoci raised an eyebrow, "Not bad."

He stepped forward, bending his arm slightly, "Hook your arm in mine, and let’s try walking."

Shen Lu glanced shyly at him, hooked her arm in his, and her heart started pounding. She quickly looked down at her feet, terrified she might fall in her nervousness.

Mu Shaoci’s other hand naturally grasped the small hand hooked into his arm, "Don’t worry, I’m here."

Shen Lu felt as if Mu Shaoci were flirting with her, but she had no evidence.

She was led forward by the man.

Because she was not used to the high heels, her body tilted to one side.

Mu Shaoci quickly wrapped his arm around her waist, pulling her into his embrace.

Their eyes met, Shen Lu’s eyelashes trembling as she looked up at the man, her breath nearly stopping.

Mu Shaoci lightly clicked his tongue, "Assistant Shen, you’ve stepped on my foot."