Ye Qingqing had long seen through Zhu Zi's ulterior motives towards Ya Dan. This bastard was just like Wu Chen in choosing a wife; he didn't pick the beautiful ones, only the ones who could cook. Even if Ruan Yingzi, a kitchen killer, was stunningly beautiful, Zhu Zi wouldn't be interested in her.
"Do I have to know how to cook?" Ruan Yingzi asked persistently.
"Yes!"
Ruan Yingzi's face fell immediately, but she quickly cheered up again, "Where there's a will, there's a way. I'm sure I can open Zhu Zi's heart."
"Good luck!"
Ye Qingqing offered an insincere blessing, so there was no chance at all.
Ruan Yingzi, however, was in high spirits. She was confident that she could do it. There were so many restaurants outside, and women didn't necessarily have to cook!
It was the weekend again, and Ye Qingqing didn't go home. Instead, she went to the Jinjiang Hotel. Miao Tianxiang sent a car to pick her up, saying she wanted to treat her to dinner and give her a gift.
As soon as they met, Miao Tianxiang gave Ye Qingqing a big hug and kissed her heavily on the cheek, saying, "Baby, I love you so much!"
Ye Qingqing suppressed the urge to sneeze. Miao Tianxiang must have sprayed some kind of poisonous perfume that choked her to death. But this woman had only been gone for half a month, and she looked much better, especially her skin. It was even better than after getting Botox. It was fair and tender. She really looked like an old witch.
"Aunt Xiang, it's only been a few days, but your beauty has only increased!"
Ye Qingqing gave a small compliment, then took the opportunity to leave the old vixen's embrace. She then grabbed a tissue to wipe her face, which was sure to be stained with bright red lipstick again.
Miao Tianxiang beamed with joy, absolutely smitten with the little girl in front of her. She was beautiful, had a sweet tongue, and was incredibly talented. Such an outstanding girl should be her own granddaughter!
"It's all thanks to you, my darling... could you make more?" Miao Tianxiang revealed her purpose.
Ye Qingqing looked up in surprise, "Aunt Xiang, you're done?"
The amount she prepared should last at least half a year, and even if she used it with Ye Xunmei, it should last for two months. It's only been less than a month. Could Miao Tianxiang have been using it as a lotion?
Miao Tianxiang chuckled, "That's right, it's only enough for a few days, look!"
As she spoke, she stretched out her hand. The back of her hand, which had been wrinkled before, was now much whiter, smoother, and more elastic. The same was true for her wrist. Ye Qingqing didn't need to look closely to know that she had guessed correctly.
That old hag actually used her homemade Ice Skin Snow Cream as a lotion! What a spendthrift woman!
“I’ll prepare it tonight, but you should use it sparingly. Just use it yourself. That old…” Ye Qingqing paused, swallowed the old turtle, and changed her words, “Men shouldn’t use it. It’s a waste.”
Miao Tianxiang covered her mouth and giggled, "It's not a waste, Darling will feel even better after using it!"
She winked ambiguously at the last sentence, and Ye Qingqing blushed, inwardly cursing the old man for being indecent.
But today, Old Wangba wasn't here. Only Miao Tianxiang was in the room. The two of them used to be inseparable, always wanting to be together!
"Darling went to see President Li. It seems that President Li's mistress is going to participate in a beauty pageant," Miao Tianxiang said.
Ye Qingqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief for Dong Siyue; Li Hongming had finally relented.
Previously, Li Hongming had been adamant about not agreeing to Dong Siyue participating in the beauty pageant, saying he didn't want his woman to be in the public eye. Unexpectedly, he has now changed his mind. It seems that Li Hongming does have some genuine feelings for Dong Siyue.
Miao Tianxiang then said, "Qingqing, could you make a larger batch at once? Some of my friends also want some; they're willing to pay a high price—ten thousand per bottle. How about that?"
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