My Wife Is The Final Boss

Li Zhibai looked at the girl quietly sitting in front of the makeup table, trying hard to suppress her accelerated heartbeat.

Such a perfect dressed-up doll, unexpectedly having the chance to touch it a second time.

Thinking carefully, indeed, she still felt that applying makeup on Yun Qian brought a sense of guilt for ruining something perfect—even though she saw the astonishing effect after Yun Qian put on makeup, she still believed it was overkill, a trampling on the most beautiful thing in the world.

However, since she liked it, nothing else mattered.

Moreover... thinking of Yun Qian applying makeup to attract...

Li Zhibai mentally spat.

The word "seduce" should not be used in such a place.

But Yun Qian applying makeup was indeed to attract Xu Chang'an's attention, to make him like her, so as a makeup artist, Li Zhibai inevitably felt a strange sensation in her heart.

After all, it was for her student, knowing that before meeting Yun Qian, even though she knew Xu Chang'an was already married, he was still just a child in Li Zhibai's mind.

Opening the makeup box, taking out those rudimentary rouge, Li Zhibai thought women dress up to please those they admire, but most girls wear makeup not to gain admiration but to entertain themselves.

Looking beautiful makes one happy.

What's desired is for one's solitary reflection to shine through, a heart as pure as ice and snow.

Hmm.

She regarded Yun Qian's makeup as for her own happiness and couldn't attribute it to Xu Chang'an; otherwise, she would always feel a bit unsettled.

——

On this side, although Yun Qian could feel Li Zhibai's emotional fluctuations, she didn't mind, reaching out and gently tugging, her black hair smoothly slanted down, then expertly tucking the strands by her ear, fixing them on one side.

"Let's start." Yun Qian said.

"There's something I need to clarify with you first, sister." Li Zhibai said.

"What is it?" Yun Qian asked.

"Sister, there's less rouge here than I have." Li Zhibai sighed, "With this little, I can only do a light makeup, unable to achieve the previous effect."

When she came, she didn't expect that as a married woman, Yun Qian would have so little rouge; ordinarily, even if one doesn't wear makeup, there wouldn't be a lack of these things—after all, Yun Qian's attire was very appropriate.

And before it was a heavy makeup, the difference was significant, so it had to be stated beforehand.

"Light makeup then." Yun Qian expressed understanding, knowing a skilled woman can't cook without ingredients.

Just unsure if with light makeup... she could still catch her husband's interest, knowing he must have long been tired of her light makeup.

But since Li Zhibai was also a girl Xu Chang'an "liked," even if it was light makeup she did, it should bring him a sense of novelty.

After mental preparation, Li Zhibai gently wiped Yun Qian's face, preparing for applying makeup.

Since it was already done once before, this time it went smoothly.

The process of light makeup was simple, but...

Li Zhibai watched Yun Qian close her eyes in front of her, eyelashes not trembling at all—until she noticed her fingers trembling, realizing how nervous she was now.

She glanced at the moon outside the window, wondering if it was because it was night?

Indeed, it was her first time after nightfall, doing such intimate things in a girl's boudoir.

Still calling herself a Pill Master, yet getting so nervous while applying makeup for Ms. Yun.

Sigh.

Feeling the need to find a topic, Li Zhibai, holding a brow pencil, pondered what topic would be good.

No choice.

Only Xu Chang'an remained.

"Sister, is Chang'an taking you back to Beisang City tomorrow?" Li Zhibai asked.

"Yes." Yun Qian responded.

Li Zhibai picked a lip balm, then said, "Did he tell you he would visit the Flower Moon Building?"

Yun Qian hummed again.

"Do you know what kind of place the Flower Moon Building is?" Li Zhibai said, shaking her head, "What am I saying, you've lived in Beisang City for over a year, how could you not know about the Flower Moon Building."

Yun Qian said nothing, not knowing what Li Zhibai wanted to convey as she was uninterested.

"Although the Flower Moon Building is a place of pleasure, it must have its own rules, so it is by no means a den of vice; you can be assured about this," Li Zhibai whispered, "Although Tong Jun might seem improper now, her principles haven't changed."

Refining Heart is ultimately Refining Heart, it can't truly turn into a madam.

"Is that so." Yun Qian nodded, understanding somewhat Li Zhibai's meaning.

Did this woman think she would resist going to the brothel?

She wouldn't, as long as Xu Chang'an held her hand, she could go anywhere through the ages.

"Ahem." Li Zhibai took a tassel-adorned hairpin from the makeup box, gently styling Yun Qian's long hair, then softly said, "Ms. Yun, I have an unreasonable request..."

Yun Qian didn't respond, slowly opening her eyes, her bright eyes reflecting in the mirror, her gaze calm.

Have a request?

Few people actively asked her for wishes, but in consideration of the makeup, she could listen.

"If you go to the Flower Moon Building... help me see what that place is like," Li Zhibai said.

Believing in Zhu Tongjun is one thing... she has now left the name of Tong Jun, who knows what the so-called Zhu Pingniang is like? Still wanting Yun Qian, who is a woman and meticulous by nature, to take a look.

She trusted Yun Qian's judgment.

"Got it." Yun Qian thought this was nothing, not really a wish.

Just making idle talk with her.

Li Zhibai evenly spread some lip balm on Yun Qian's lips with cotton, "Ms. Yun seems cold and indifferent, but surprisingly she is a meticulous woman, should it be said all women are like this?"

These words suggested she was excluding herself from "women."