In the makeup room backstage of the interview.
Lu Yingxue sat in front of the mirror, her fingers gently touching the scar on her cheek.
The Jade Skin Ointment is really effective; after using it for a while, the scar has faded a lot. A layer of foundation almost makes it invisible, and Lu Yingxue couldn't help but tug at the corners of her lips.
She wondered how much of the good stuff Qiao Xi still had, she really wanted to take it all.
Knock, knock.
The door of the makeup room was knocked.
A mother and daughter pushed the door open and came in, and Lu Yingxue saw that they were the ones innocently affected during the free clinic in the square.
It seemed like the media had finished interviewing them.
"Miss Lu." The mother rubbed her hands together, while holding the little girl whose eyes were red and swollen from crying, standing at the doorway.
A flash of impatience crossed Lu Yingxue's eyes, but her tone was still very gentle, "Close the door, please."
"Yes."
