This flesh color was completely different from the flesh on her fingers and arms. At first glance, it was a little frightening. Before she could even sit down and take a breath, Ye Jing's voice rang out from the side.
"Shuqinxin, it's eleven o'clock. Go to prepare for it." The mother looked impatient. She had never looked at Shuqinxin and liked her. This woman occupied her daughter-in-law. She must let her retreat, give up, and leave Yin III.
After saying this to Shu Qinxin, Yin'er's mother turned her head and said to Yang Yuyin with a smile, "Yuyin, let's go to make a mask. The professional beautician has arrived."
At 11:50 p.m., Yin's mother and Yang Yuyin came out of the beauty room and saw Shu Qinxin putting the tableware on the table.
"Mrs. Ye, I'll help serve the food." Before Ye
