As night fell outside, the makeup artist finally finished her work, took two steps back, and let out a satisfied sigh as she handed over the makeup mirror lying beside her.
"Miss Chu, please take a look, are you satisfied?"
Putting aside the document she had been reading halfway through, Chu Nanxi took the mirror and casually glanced at her reflection.
She was stunned with surprise at a single glance.
With the skillful work of the makeup artist, the scar on her face was almost imperceptible, and the makeup did not appear too heavy. She found herself looking somewhat unfamiliar, even to her own eyes.
"Actually, Miss Chu, you really are very beautiful—even with that scar," praised the makeup artist with genuine admiration. "I've been in this industry for over a decade, and except for Teacher Ji Qingqiu, I've never seen anyone with such distinctive features as yours, not to mention your skin."
