Anna, shivering with fear, saw no sign of a change of heart and let out a scornful laugh. "Even if you asked me to do your makeup, I wouldn't serve a princess like you anymore."
With that, she turned and left.
Qiao Shishi fumed silently at the mirror, pouring makeup remover and ceaselessly rubbing it over her face.
As she wiped, tears began to fall again, and this time more profusely.
Soon, the remaining makeup mixed with her tears, turning into a palette of colors.
"Look at you, crying so pitifully," Jingxi said as he entered, speaking in jest.
Qiao Shishi saw Jingxi in the mirror; he appeared even more handsome reflected there, his high-end tailored suit accentuating his figure and emanating a peerless charm.
Especially his carefree and unrestrained smile, which stirred Qiao Shishi's heart, creating ripples of emotion.
But then she saw her joker-like reflection, and quickly covered her face, not wanting him to see. "I am not pitiful, my eyes just got irritated."