"No wonder." After Nana heard the brands Yin Tao mentioned, she looked at herself in the mirror regretfully and muttered to herself, "As expected, it's better to be more expensive. Unlike the things on my face, I deserve better."
"I think you're very pretty. In the future, when I have time, I can bring you to the beauty salon I regularly go to for some beauty treatments. It will definitely add to your beauty."
What Yin Tao said was the truth. This woman called Nana was indeed very pretty, but she seemed to have gone too far on the makeup. The heavy makeup on her face made her facial features look a little unnatural.
"Sigh, how can my meager salary be enough? Pretty girl, at my age, I still have to save some money." Nana couldn't hide the joy in her heart when she heard Yin Tao say that she was pretty. Being praised was already a happy thing, but being recognized by a pretty girl like Yin Tao made her feel even more smug.
