"Yo, Xiao Huan, come in, come in."
Zuo Jiangqin's face was covered with powder, making the color of her face a different shade compared to her neck, which was especially noticeable under the backlight.
"Sorry to disturb you, Auntie."
"Not at all, it's no disturbance. I got the ticket for you especially."
Zuo Jiangqin smiled, pulling Yan Huan into the room.
Yet, as Yan Huan glanced at the smile on her face and the hand holding his, he couldn't help but feel puzzled.
Isn't this a bit too enthusiastic?
Zuo Jiangqin even personally moved a chair over for him to sit. Yan Huan thanked her and sat down, looking at the back of Bai Yi in the makeup mirror.
"Yiyi."
Following Zuo Jiangqin's call, the girl in front of the makeup mirror finally turned her head around.
Contrary to Yan Huan's expectations, her face did not carry the remnants of tears.
It seemed like her smile had been adjusted after a tune-up, revealing only a bit of fatigue in her eyes due to her mother.
