After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

Yan Xiu and Shen Xi left the banquet. Murong Zheng and Xian Yu gathered together to talk. The eldest brother Murong Chen was still talking about business matters with others. Murong Qiao looked left and right, and finally only found the third brother. Murong Chuan.

When she met the person, he was surrounded by several girls.

Murong Chuan's professorial aura and gentleness made many girls' hearts flutter as soon as he stood there.

"Huida... It's a pity that my university is not there, otherwise I would have been lucky enough to listen to Professor Murong's class." Someone joked.

Murong Qiao was hesitating whether to walk over, but Murong Chuan, who was surrounded over there, spotted his sister first.

"Qiao Qiao?" Murong Chuan crossed the crowd and walked to her side.

Murong Qiao shook his head, "It's okay, I'll just walk around."

"Third brother seems to be quite popular." Her eyes drifted behind Murong Chuan for a moment, and she happened to meet the eyes of the eldest ladies looking over.

Murong Chuan was not annoyed when his sister teased him, but instead smiled. "Just some small talk to pass the time."

He has no plans to talk to his girlfriend yet. Thinking of what happened before, Murong Chuan felt calm in his heart.

The two were talking, and Jiang Weiyang, who had been quietly observing Murong Qiao not far away, could not help but glance at the situation over there.

"Why don't you touch up your makeup?" Jiang Weiyang muttered.

That was the "surprise" she carefully prepared for Murong Qiao. Ever since she came out of the bathroom, Jiang Weiyang had been looking forward to Murong Qiao making a fool of herself.

Who made her unhappy?

Jiang Weiyang's friend was also nearby and made a suggestion upon seeing this. "Then how about we go there."

past? Jiang Weiyang looked at Murong Qiao, and her heart suddenly moved. She was mixed in the crowd, and people would move around from time to time, so she couldn't see clearly.

If we had gone there, we would have been able to take a photo of Murong Qiao's ugly behavior at the first moment when she made a fool of herself.

"Okay." Jiang Weiyang only hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.

She lifted up her skirt and walked towards Murong Qiao, her goal clear.

"Miss Murong, Mr. Murong."

Murong Qiao was still talking to his third brother when he heard a familiar voice coming from behind him.

She turned around and saw that it was Jiang Weiyang, who was smiling very gently. She suddenly felt her heart skip a beat, and she intuitively felt that the other person would not come for no reason.

Murong Chuan nodded lightly in response, his eyes only paused on Jiang Weiyang for a moment, and then fell on his sister again.

After standing for so long at the banquet, Murong Qiao couldn't help but reach out and rub his waist secretly behind his back to relieve his fatigue.

Murong Qiao was facing Jiang Weiyang, so this action caught Murong Chuan's eyes.

"Why don't we go sit over there." He took the lead.

There were many places for people to rest around the banquet, and Murong Chen randomly chose a nearby one.

Murong Qiao knew that his little trick had been discovered, and he followed him with warmth and helplessness in his heart.

Jiang Weiyang came uninvited, so he followed him over and sat down.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Miss Murong for a while." She took the initiative to say, "I always feel like people become more beautiful when we see you again..."

"It's just makeup." Murong Qiao was polite and modest.

Seeing what the other party said, Jiang Weiyang continued, "Can I ask what lipstick you used today? This color looks so beautiful."

Murong Qiao was a little surprised at Jiang Weiyang's sudden change of attitude towards him, but he still answered the question.

She recalled, “It’s color No. 666 from the Fengchun series.”

Although I am not an expert in makeup, I remember this color because the makeup artist said it suited her and it was auspicious.

But what Jiang Weiyang said made Murong Qiao couldn't help but look at his lipstick.

"Maybe it's a little lighter. The color I just applied is a little thicker and redder than this one." Murong Qiao replied.

It is also normal to touch up makeup at banquets. Murong Qiao naturally took out the setting powder and lipstick as he spoke, making proper preparations to maintain his image.

This is what Jiang Weiyang has been waiting for.

"What a coincidence, you also use this." She pretended to be surprised, and then took out another powder compact from her bag.

It's just that the one in Jiang Weiyang's hand belongs to Murong Qiao, and the one from Murong Qiao has added ingredients.

Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows, "What a coincidence."

When Jiang Weiyang watched Murong Qiao take out the powder she put in, her heart was lifted, and her hand unconsciously grabbed the phone, preparing to take a picture of the ugly behavior that the other party would show in the future.

The powder cake that she had originally taken out was thrown on the table.

Murong Qiao didn't notice anything, but Murong Chuan, who was sitting aside, carefully observed as a bystander that Jiang Weiyang's reaction seemed a little abnormal.

"..." He frowned, followed Jiang Weiyang's gaze uncertainly, and then saw the powder cake.

It's exactly the same as what Jiang Weiyang holds.

Something is wrong.

Murong Chuan's intuition was that it was difficult for him to get involved in the topic of lipstick or makeup that his sister was discussing with the other party just now, so he remained silent, but this did not mean that Murong Chuan did not pay attention to his sister.

"The girl behind seems to be looking for you." Murong Chuan suddenly said.

Jiang Weiyang's attention was divided, "What?"

She looked back and thought the person Murong Chuan was talking about was her friend.

Murong Chuan just said it casually. He took advantage of this opportunity and silently reached out to exchange the powder cake Jiang Weiyang put on the table with the one in his sister's hand.

This movement was so fast that when Jiang Weiyang turned around again, he didn't notice anything.

"Where is there anyone?" Jiang Weiyang was confused.

Murong Chuan smiled lightly and said, "Maybe I saw it wrong."

Jiang Weiyang didn't have any doubts. When Murong Chuan said this, he thought he had really seen it wrong.

Murong Qiao, on the other hand, saw Murong Chuan's movements and doubts emerged in his heart, but Jiang Weiyang didn't say anything at the scene.

She touched up her lipstick, and then put everything back as usual, leaving the compact untouched.

The third brother must have his reasons for doing this. All Murong Qiao needs to do is to wait and see what happens.

"Aren't you going to set your makeup?"

Then Jiang Weiyang's questions made Murong Qiao pay even more attention.

She smiled casually, "No, I don't think I need it yet."

"It's you, your face seems a little oily." Murong Qiao looked at Jiang Weiyang instead.

There seems to be something wrong with the powder.

There was no need for eye contact. Murong Qiao, who had just watched the third brother's operation, coupled with what Jiang Weiyang said, immediately came to a conclusion.

"Ah?" Jiang Weiyang quickly looked in the mirror.

Wearing makeup is not good, especially for a girl like Jiang Weiyang who loves beauty. She wishes she could stay in perfect condition all the time.

When Jiang Weiyang heard that her face might be oily, Jiang Weiyang immediately became uneasy and subconsciously went to get the powder on the table to touch up her makeup.

Jiang Weiyang's action of patting fans paused for a moment. After patting her face, she suddenly realized that this seemed to be Murong Qiao's.

Forget it, it'll be fine anyway.

Although she disliked it and didn't want to use other people's things, it was all on her face, and Jiang Weiyang didn't want to wear makeup, so she accepted it well afterwards.

Murong Qiao and Murong Chuan watched her movements, and then looked at each other, seeming to have some guesses in their hearts.