After leaving Chu Xiaotang's house, Chu Qingyan hurried back home, dropped off her makeup box, and excitedly ran towards the bakery, shouting, "Mom, Mom, I earned some silver…"
Hearing this, Li Qingyu came out of the bakery and asked, "What silver did you earn?"
Chu Qingyan took out the silver and placed it in Li Qingyu's hand, excitedly explaining, "I did the bridal makeup for Xiaotang sister, and this is the payment she gave me."
Li Qingyu examined the silver, somewhat incredulous at how easily her daughter had earned money. "You got this much for just one makeup session?"
Chu Qingyan raised her chin and said smugly, "Mother, makeup is very expensive. This is considered a cheap price."
Li Qingyu rubbed his daughter's head and was gratified. "My little daughter has also grown up."
"Hehe, I'm good, right, Mom?"
"Very good. My daughters are all capable."
Chu Qingyan beamed with happiness.
