At that moment, the small bottle that Chu Wuyou was holding was the same as her other cosmetic bottles. Those who did not know would not have noticed the difference at all.
Third Young Master Ye narrowed his eyes. This woman really knew how to deceive.
However, he did not care about that matter at that moment.
From the moment Chu Wuyou poured out the solution and rubbed it on her face, Third Young Master Ye's eyes had been on her the whole time, in the fear that he might miss a detail.
He was waiting for a miracle to appear!
One second, two seconds, three seconds...
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
The miracle that Third Young Master Ye had been waiting for did not appear.
There was no change on Chu Wuyou's face.
When Chu Wuyou looked at herself in the mirror, she was slightly stunned. 'Eh, that's strange. Why didn't it wash off?'
