The little fool counted on her fingers, showing that she had taken in the words that followed.
Of course, which woman doesn't love beauty. This child was just raised too obediently and needed the occasional wicked thought to spice things up. Witch Yan was triumphant, with a satisfied smile playing at the corners of her lips. She hooked a finger on the little fool's shoulder and said, "Tomorrow night's barbecue is your best chance to wash away past humiliations and become stunningly beautiful. I've got everything ready on my side. You're coming with me right away."
Shen Jiayin was startled by her words, thinking about the bras Yan Yajing insisted she buy at the supermarket, each costing hundreds, which was astronomical for her. If Yan Yajing were to ask her to buy any more expensive clothes next — she'd rather continue being an ugly duckling.
