Chang Qian and Wang Chen talked in the living room for more than two full hours.
When they came out of the room, Xie Yunyao was idly teasing Huahua. The big cat, usually lazy and fond of sleep at home, clearly liked this pretty young lady very much and played with her to its heart's content.
At the sight of Chang Qian, the girl jumped up as if waking from a dream. "Mom, are you done talking?"
"Mm."
Chang Qian nodded without giving anything away. "Let's go back."
Xie Yunyao looked at her mother, then at Wang Chen. She felt that something was off but could not put her finger on it. Still, she obediently left with Chang Qian.
Before leaving, she waved to Huahua.
To her surprise, Huahua raised a paw to bid her farewell as well.
Xie Yunyao's eyes widened. If she had not been following her mother, she definitely would have rushed over to hug and kiss it.
She truly adored this wonderfully intelligent, warm, soft, fluffy tabby cat!
Wang Chen saw the two of them to the door.
Chang Qian returned to the car with Xie Yunyao. It was not until the Rolls-Royce had driven some distance away that Xie Yunyao suddenly noticed. "Mom, your face?"
"Does it feel different?"
Chang Qian touched her cheek and smiled as she asked, "Do I look a lot younger?"
Xie Yunyao nodded repeatedly. "Mm, mm, mm!"
Chang Qian let out a long breath.
Earlier, purely out of curiosity, she had tried applying the cucumber slices Wang Chen had given her to her face. Once she started, she could not stop until her whole face was covered.
The sensation had been wonderful—far more relaxing and pleasant than any skincare treatment she had ever undergone.
What shocked Chang Qian most was