Yao Mingyue said, looking at her pale face reflected in the window: "Mom, please touch up my makeup."
"Silly girl, why worry about makeup at a time like this."
"In a bit... he and Nuannuan will be here, I don't want to look less pretty than her..." Yao Mingyue hummed, speaking in a relaxed tone.
But Liu Rushuang felt a pang of pain in her heart upon hearing this.
This silly girl, she is clearly worried that her pale face will make them more anxious and wants to cover it up a bit.
My daughter, everything's fine about her, except she can't be straightforward...
"Alright."
Liu Rushuang didn't refuse her, taking out foundation and blush to gently cover the bloodless cheeks of her daughter. The scent of the foundation made Yao Mingyue cough uncontrollably.
"This is fine."
Liu Rushuang took out lipstick and gently dabbed it on her dry, pale lips, blending it evenly, making her look a bit more lively.
