Listening to the sound of hair being snipped above her head, Lin Man was actually very bewildered.
No, what kind of bewitching potion had Shu Wan fed her that she allowed Shu Wan to touch her most cherished face and hair?
Shu Wan moved quickly. Before Lin Man could comprehend the reason, Shu Wan had already stepped back and returned to her seat.
Lin Man subconsciously looked into the mirror and was then shocked by her own reflection.
The attire was the same, but for some reason, it looked entirely different.
She knew she wasn't bad-looking, but she had never felt so lively before.
Her eyes blinked, resembling a deer's, Lin Man was about to fall in love with herself.
What woman could resist a pair of hands that could make them more beautiful? Lin Man could no longer care about her pride or dignity.
She turned her head towards Shu Wan, "how did you do this? Why didn't you tell me you could do makeup?!"
"Do you think you're pretty?"
"What a stupid question!"
