Chapter 12: Being a Person by the Side of a Big Shot

Jiang Ning: “…”

Should she pretend not to hear, or pretend not to hear?

Closing the door after entering the house, she recalled her appearance on the first day she came here. Well… it was indeed not unreasonable for others to say that.

In the script, the original owner was indeed known for being beautiful and loving to dress up, but how did she become like that in this derivative world?

Jiang Ning had nothing to do today, and she was free at home, so she planned to tidy up her clothes and daily necessities.

Speaking of which, this monthly allowance of forty yuan was not a small amount, enough for a large family of old and young for a month or two.

It was more than enough for her own daily use, after all, Lu Dingquan didn’t come back often, and there were no elderly or children at home, so there were no expenses.

But even so, the original owner was still broke every month, and she still complained that the money was not enough, buying a bunch of useless things. Fortunately, now some of them could be used by Jiang Ning.

She opened the wardrobe, sorted out some clothes she could wear, and threw the overly exaggerated and vulgar ones aside, hoping to find someone to alter them.

The original owner also had some bottles and jars, such as snow cream, clam oil, pearl cream, eyebrow pencils, etc., which were barely used. Only the blush and powder puff were used the most.

The next day, Jiang Ning got up early on purpose and used these things to dress herself up.

After all, she was an actress, and she was good at makeup. Although these tools were not handy, she adapted quickly.

After all, she was going to the city to sell things, and people would respect the clothes first and then the person. She had to make a good impression.

She left before seven o’clock today, and it was the first time she met her neighbour across the door.

The elder sister was carrying a bag to work, and she obviously stared at Jiang Ning for two seconds.

Jiang Ning smiled generously, but the other party hesitated to greet her: “Are you… Xiao Jiang’s sister?”

“Your sister went out?”

They weren’t face-to-face every day, and the elder sister hadn’t seen Jiang Ning with her monkey-butt makeup for a few days. When she saw her this morning, she thought she was Jiang Ning’s sister from her mother’s side.

The two sisters really looked alike, but the younger sister was obviously prettier and more pleasing to the eye than the elder sister. She looked very straightforward.

Jiang Ning laughed inwardly. Her makeover made such a big difference?

She raised her eyebrows in surprise: “Sister Ying, you’re kidding me. You don’t recognize me? It’s me, Xiao Jiang!”

The elder sister said “ah” and stared at her incredulously. After a while, she seemed to recognize her: “Oh, oh, oh, I was just saying! Hahaha, look at my eyesight! I heard you have a sister, and I thought your sister had come!”

She recognized the wrong person and called her “sister” in front of her. The elder sister awkwardly pulled a smile and hurried away.

This was really… Fortunately, she didn’t say anything more, otherwise there would be a big misunderstanding.

The elder sister hurried downstairs, but she couldn’t help but look up and sneak a peek at her twice.

She was even more surprised.

The ghost drawings on Xiao Jiang’s face were gone, and she looked much more normal. Moreover, she was exceptionally beautiful and eye-catching, even more spirited and beautiful than her original appearance without the ghost drawings. Her whole aura was like a different person, no wonder she didn’t recognize her.

It was really strange.

Jiang Ning ignored the curious and probing glances, walked downstairs, looked around, and didn’t see the car. Did she come too early?

It was supposed to be at this time.

“Morning.”

The man’s voice behind her startled her.

She turned her head and saw Lu Dingquan. She raised her eyebrows: “Morning, I thought you were late.”

He was dressed formally today, and she almost didn’t recognize him.

He wore a neat and tidy military uniform, tall and straight like a pine tree, with broad shoulders and long legs, his aura was solemn and dignified.

It seemed that he had important business to do in the city today.

It has to be said that Lu Dingquan was indeed a person who would later become a big shot. He was at least a factory director, but his usual dressing style was very simple, no different from ordinary technical workers.

The white shirts, workwear jackets, bomber jackets, and dark trousers that were common in this era, he wore them all, and he didn’t pay much attention to his appearance. But perhaps because he was a soldier, even the most simple and plain clothes looked particularly neat, tough, and restrained on him.

Today, he changed into this formal attire, which made his aura even more awe-inspiring. His straight pine-green uniform stood out among the crowd.

Jiang Ning secretly looked at him a few times and followed him out.

There were many people going to work and school in the morning, and the car didn’t drive in, it was parked outside the street.

When Lu Dingquan saw Jiang Ning just now, the depths of his eyes also paused for a moment, though not very obviously.

He then looked straight ahead, turned his head, and walked out with the flow of people, but his long legs slowed down slightly, as if he was adjusting his pace to hers.

Everyone around was in a hurry, and the two of them walked side by side, half an arm’s distance apart. They hadn’t walked a few steps when Jiang Ning was handed an oil paper bag.

She took it and opened it in surprise: “It smells so good, what is this, a meat pie?”

The man was tall, and walking beside him, she didn’t have to worry about being squeezed, because no one came near him.

He said, “Pancake, eat it here, then get in the car.”

He even brought her breakfast?

Jiang Ning couldn’t wait to take a bite, then looked up and smiled: “Thank you, I was thinking of having breakfast in the city.”

Actually, she got up too early and had no appetite, but the pancake was so fragrant that she got hungry as soon as she smelled it.

Lu Dingquan looked up at the flow of people on the street, his tone calm: “Don’t be polite, Shi Tou bought too many and couldn’t finish them, I just took some.”

Jiang Ning almost choked on her bite.

He looked at her: “Not tasty?”

Jiang Ning was speechless: “… It’s delicious.”

She couldn’t imagine that this man, who was at least a factory director, would even take things from his subordinates?

Was he subtly warning her to be frugal with his money?

Jiang Ning’s eyes were complex, she felt that being a person by the side of a big shot was really difficult.

They walked to the bustling roadside, and neither of them spoke. She puffed out her cheeks and ate the pancake in big bites, chewing quietly with her lips pursed, looking like a hamster, or a rabbit.

Lu Dingquan stood beside her, his tall figure like a peak standing upright.

Seeing her in a hurry, he frowned, wanting to remind her not to choke. A gust of morning wind blew past, and the woman’s soft skirt fluttered towards his trousers, tangling and brushing against them, almost imperceptibly.

So his gaze followed the unruly skirt, falling on the pair of jade-white and lustrous calves that were exposed below the skirt.

These days, there were many ladies wearing dresses and half-length skirts, especially as summer approached, and beautiful scenery could be seen everywhere on the street.

But the man’s gaze was as if he had been scalded by something.

He slowly tightened his brows.

Soon, he took a step closer to the apparent windbreak.

Jiang Ning was eating, she looked up at him, he was half-blocking her view, and her gaze happened to reach his Adam’s apple above his collar.

She took another glance, then retracted her gaze and asked, “Are you going to the city on a business trip today, or what?”

Lu Dingquan: “Meeting.”

“Oh.”

Sure enough, he was dressed so smartly.

She wanted to say something else, but she heard him say in a low voice: “Eat quickly.”

Was he still complaining that she was slow?

Jiang Ning swallowed the last bite, and said with a bad temper: “I’m finished…”

But the man took the oil paper bag from her hand and threw it into the garbage bin with a big stride. His sharp-featured face showed no expression, his deep eyes fixed on her: “Let’s go.”