This makeup look was something she deliberately researched through numerous online tutorials, spending an entire day to perfect.
"Aunt Zhao, absolutely stunning. Way better than before."
"You’re just saying sweet things to make me happy."
"Aunt Zhao, I’m telling the truth."
Li Zhiyan walked forward and hugged Zhao Shumin from behind, gently rubbing his face against hers.
"Aunt Zhao, you look breathtaking."
"Put on the black stockings I bought for you."
"And wear the high heels too."
"Oh, and the new outfit I got you. Change into that."
"Aunt Zhao, it’s because I like you that I have so many requests. This helps me keep from making mistakes."
"Wasn’t it always your wish for me to return to a normal life track?"
"This is all part of helping me."
"Fine, I’ll check..."
Zhao Shumin brushed off Li Zhiyan’s hands and walked over to the bag he’d put down.
When she picked up a camisole, her face quickly flushed.
"Xiao Yan, can this even cover anything?"
"It’s a little tricky, but Aunt Zhao, we’re at home—what’s the big deal, right?"
She then picked up a low-cut T-shirt, and her face turned even redder. This is just too embarrassing.
"Let me see what else there is."
Finally, she found a white button-up shirt that seemed decent to her.
"I’ll wear this one."
"Aunt Zhao, then hurry up and change."
"I still have to keep an eye on the stove."
"You little kid, do you even know how to cook?"
In Zhao Shumin’s heart, she always regarded Li Zhiyan as a child.
"I can do it, Aunt Zhao, you go ahead."
"Alright, remember to stir the food, don’t let it burn!"
Zhao Shumin was visibly hesitant to leave it to him.
"Oh, and Aunt Zhao, make sure to put on the black stockings I bought!"
"And don’t forget the high heels."
With a reddened face, Zhao Shumin left the room. When she returned, she had already changed into the black stockings and high heels. Although walking was a little awkward, she had been practicing at home, managing to move gracefully.
Zhao Shumin didn’t want to only wear high heels perfectly when she was in a good mood. She turned to see Li Zhiyan glancing at her heels.
"This button won’t close."
"Aunt Zhao, if it won’t close, then just leave it for now."
"You can alter it later."
"We’re at home anyway, it doesn’t matter."
At that moment, another button popped open.
"Alright, let me just get back to cooking."
Even though Zhao Shumin felt embarrassed, wearing a shirt still seemed better than those other two garments.
Watching her nervously cooking in the kitchen, Li Zhiyan felt an even warmer surge in his chest.
The way Aunt Zhao looked with makeup was almost exactly what he had imagined.
Her features were undeniably enhanced, but more importantly, her look now carried a certain allure. Makeup truly is one of those things that can add a touch of femininity.
"Aunt Zhao, have you shipped out that clothing order from the internet yet?"
"One has already been sent."
"That young girl even left a positive review. She posted a picture in the comment section of my video. She looked quite pretty, and the outfit suited her well."
"Now more and more people are leaving comments in Auntie’s section, asking for custom clothes."
Li Zhiyan continued to ask, "How’s the livestream doing?"
"Are you getting more gifts?"
"Yesterday, Auntie received over 300 yuan worth of gifts. The platform lets me keep a bit more than 300."
"Mostly young girls sending them."
"They also said next time I list items, I should raise the prices—otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to buy before everything’s sold out."
"I really don’t understand what’s going through those girls’ minds."
Even Li Zhiyan found this a little absurd.
"Aunt Zhao, you’re genuinely destined to be internet-famous."
"At this rate, you could easily make several hundred thousand a year."
"But the prices really should go up. The initial price of 888 was just to test the waters. For custom-designed clothing , it’s all about the style."
"With how good Auntie’s designs are, even at 1,888, people would be scrambling to buy."
Upon hearing the figure of hundreds of thousands, Zhao Shumin felt like she was dreaming.
She had worked so hard for so many years, saving and scrimping until she managed to put together 800,000 yuan. And now, just by starting a livestream and making some clothes online...
She could earn hundreds of thousands in a single year?
It truly felt surreal, but Zhao Shumin quickly calmed herself down.
"Auntie doesn’t have such high ambitions. As long as I can make some money every month from sewing clothes, I’ll be content."
"From now on, Auntie will live alone and save some money for retirement."
In the past, her lifelong goal had always been for her son, Shang Shunsheng, to settle down and get married. But ever since Li Zhiyan exposed Shang Shunsheng’s true nature outside the market last time...
She had completely lost all hope. Though she was a traditional woman...
And deep in her subconscious, the idea of her son marrying and having children was ingrained, she wasn’t foolish.
Her son had used such venomous words to insult her...
No different from his biological father. All the effort she poured into him would be for nothing, leaving her completely empty-handed in the end.
When she grew old and was no longer able to work, she could even end up on the streets. Zhao Shumin had already glimpsed the bleak picture of her potential future.
So, Zhao Shumin had made up her mind to live for herself.
And now, the only person lingering in Zhao Shumin’s thoughts was Li Zhiyan.