The so-called 'women dress for those who please them,' and Madam Zhou is no exception. After a crying scene, she cleaned her face, reapplied some face powder, and even asked Qiu Xiang to put on some makeup for her.
Qiu Xiang's smile froze slightly, but she still followed Madam Zhou's instructions, applied makeup, restyled her hair, inserted a few pieces of jewelry, and changed into a new dress. Wu Lihong was sitting in the outer hall drinking tea and, upon hearing the tinkling of ornaments, he involuntarily looked up. His gaze fixed on her, his eyes turned fiery.
Compared to the simple and delicate appearance he saw under the peach blossoms that morning, the newly dressed-up Madam Zhou now exuded charm and grace, dignified and gentle, with smiling eyes.
Faced with Wu Lihong's fiery gaze, Madam Zhou unusually felt a bit shy and slightly lowered her head.
"You may leave!" Wu Lihong stood up and took Qiu Xiang's hand, waving away the bothersome presence of Qiu Xiang.
