Late autumn, winter solstice, the cold December arrives quietly amidst the heavy snowfall.
And the much-anticipated Jupiter Awards also arrive amidst this snowfall.
Ruan Qi spent the whole afternoon busy. Shen Wenqian brought stylists and makeup artists to Yu Garden, and the entire work team was busy in the large villa.
"Face mask, face mask, first hydrate then brighten. Hand mask? Ruan Xiaoqi, stop eating and free up your hands!"
"Are the clothes ironed? And the shoes, hey, hey, hey, place them higher! Don't let Dahui and Xiaohui touch them!"
"Earrings? Xiao Li, where did you put the earrings? Why are they on Baby Damai's head? Can you stop bullying the child!"
The large villa was filled with Shen Wenqian's busy shouts.
Ruan Qi sat at the dressing table, surrounded by stylists, makeup artists, and several assistants, with many hands working on her face and head, making her whole body numb.
