Qin Xue breathed a sigh of relief after noticing the improvement in An Hao's mood. It was good that she had cheered up. Qin Xue had noticed that An Hao had been crying when she returned home but pretended not to know. Similarly, Xiaoqiao, the little devil, also played dumb, not asking her a thing, to avoid making An Hao feel awkward.
"An Hao, how's your makeup practice going?" Qin Xue asked, sitting next to her after dinner.
"I've learned everything you taught me, but I'm still not very skilled." Qin Xue had taught her the points to note for applying light makeup, for smokey eyes, and many other makeup techniques.
"Then just practice more. I'll teach you some other things later, and if you practice diligently, you'll be good." Qin Xue said to An Hao.
"Xiaoqiao, how about you? How are you doing?" Qin Xue asked her sister-in-law after inquiring about An Hao's progress.