"Xiaotao, I'm really envious of your natural beauty. You don't even need to put on light makeup and you still look so radiant!"
Wang Xinyuan was sitting on the sofa putting on makeup. She was used to applying light makeup every day to make herself look more energetic. Seeing Mi Xiaotao get ready in just a few minutes made her a bit envious.
"Envious of me?"
Mi Xiaotao chuckled a few times and said, "Oh dear, it's because I'm poor and can't afford cosmetics, so I've never developed the habit of wearing makeup!"
Mi Xiurong's salary barely covered her tuition and living expenses, leaving her with a tight budget, sometimes not even enough to eat properly. How could she afford impractical things like makeup? Just thinking about it made her feel a pang of bitter sadness.
Wang Xinyuan didn't know much about Mi Xiaotao's family background, so she was amused by her words, "This face of yours must be a gift from Heaven! If I were a man, I'd definitely be enchanted by you!"
"Really?"
