The door of the dressing room was pushed open, and Madam Li walked in. Ye Ying, who was talking, turned around when she heard the commotion. She hurriedly adjusted her expression and stood up. She stood up and greeted Madam Li gently, "Madam."
Madam Li took in all her expressions. She thought that her daughter had embarrassed Ye Ying again. Seeing that Ye Ying could quickly adjust her expression and pretend to be calm, she smiled in satisfaction.
She had not misjudged her. She was indeed a lady who knew better than to embarrass anyone.
"You're injured, so don't stand on ceremony. Sit down quickly." Madam Li, who was walking over elegantly, took the initiative to put her arm around Ye Ying's shoulder. After a while, she said, "Fortunately, you didn't hurt your face. Don't wear anything else later. Just wear the military uniform. Don't put on too much makeup on your face either. Just be more elegant."
