Looking at the familiar yet pure and delicate face in the mirror, Zhuang Xueqi's heart pounded wildly.
She had made herself so beautiful!
As she examined her reflection from all angles, she casually glanced at Shen Mingzhu and said, "Is this what you just called 'light makeup'?"
"Yes, Miss Zhuang."
Shen Mingzhu briefly explained to Zhuang Xueqi and the other young ladies the differences between a light makeup look and a heavily made-up look.
So it's 'light makeup,' not 'light salt.'
Zhuang Xueqi thought to herself, while Wei Shanshan and the others took out their compact mirrors, inspecting their faces and discussing among themselves whether they fit into the light or heavy makeup category.
After admiring her makeup, Zhuang Xueqi's fox-like eyes sized up Shen Mingzhu with undisguised skepticism, "Who taught you all this?"
How could a woman from a rural area know more than her? There must be something fishy.