Yang Chuxia lifted the curtain and was instantly stunned.
One face, with makeup so thick it was impossible to see the original skin color, lips as red as if they'd just drunk blood, and as for the eyebrows, they must be two black caterpillars hanging there, right?
Although this person's makeup looked terrible, the facial features were still recognizable.
"Ms. Hua Junior?" Yang Chuxia couldn't believe her eyes.
Hearing her name, Ms. Hua Junior turned her head and saw a young girl in the carriage. She was initially stunned. They hadn't seen each other for more than three years, so Ms. Hua Junior didn't recognize Yang Chuxia at first, just feeling vaguely familiar.
"Ms. Hua Junior, you don't recognize me?"
Yang Chuxia spoke again, causing Ms. Hua Junior to finally react. When she saw Fugui, she finally remembered. "It's you, Yang Chuxia!" exclaimed Ms. Hua Junior, a bit resentful. If looks could kill, Yang Chuxia would've been riddled with holes by now.