After Liu Jin left, Wufu began to fiddle with the items she had bought from the cosmetic shop, and before long, her cheeks were puffed up.
In the end, without the advanced technology of her previous life, in this era, changing one’s appearance probably only amounted to wearing Human Skin Masks like Ah Jiu.
But she couldn’t make such masks, nor did she have such a skilled person by her side.
Oh well, if she were to be exposed, she’d deal with it then. After all, she had no criminal record, and she was a first-class law-abiding citizen.
With that thought, Wufu began to mix the rouge and face powder with cream, and took a small bowl to melt wax...
As the sky gradually darkened, candles were lit in the guest room, and someone knocked on the door.
When the door opened, a youth stood there, exclaiming excitedly, "Miss... who are you!"
Liu Jin looked at the young man before him with a face full of caution, backing away two steps, his mind swirling with confusion.
He quickly glanced at the number plate hanging by the door, confirming it was indeed their room, but why was there a man inside?
"Boy, who are you looking for?" A duck-like voice rang out, coming from the man.
Considering his age, it was the time for his voice to be changing, no wonder it was so rough and unpleasant, like the quacking of a duck.
Liu Jin panicked, his lips tightly closed, silent, but his eyes darted past him into the room, "Where’s the miss? Why can’t I see her?"
The thought that Wufu had given him the purse to let him go out to play, and maybe she had secretly left, abandoning him, crossed his mind.
At the possibility, Liu Jin’s face turned pale, the items he was holding dropped to the ground, and tears started to fall drop by drop.
The man appeared surprised.
Liu Jin stood there, his fists clenched, lips tightly pursed, his face smeared with tears.
"Liu Jin, you... What are you crying about?"
Liu Jin’s face brightened with joy, he jerked his head up and looked around, calling out, "Miss?" The miss hadn’t left.
"I’m here," said the man with a chuckle.
The man before him had the miss’s voice, which gave Liu Jin a start. He looked him up and down, his eyes filled with a mix of suspicion and disbelief, "Are you the miss?"
"Come in," Wufu let out a sigh and moved aside.
It really was the miss, Liu Jin was stunned, yet he didn’t dare disobey, quickly picking up the items from the floor and closing the door behind him.
He put down the items, still somewhat in disbelief, and again asked, "Miss, is it really you?"
Wufu, amused, turned around and said, "What, don’t you recognize me?"
Liu Jin was utterly astonished, it really was the miss, but how had she transformed ?
He saw that her hair was all tied up with a single cloth strip into a small bun, and she was wearing a bright blue Short Brown outfit along with gray trousers. Her shoulders were broad and even, and she wore cloth boots, which seemed to have some sort of secret to them, making her appear much taller.
And her face, it had completely changed color, fully resembling the skin tone of a man, with a high-bridged nose, thick eyebrows, and a scar near her eyes. Even at the throat, there was the Adam’s apple that only men have.
That was why he hadn’t recognized her at first, but upon a closer look, there was still a shadow of the miss.
"Miss, what happened to you?" Liu Jin pointed at her.
"Can you recognize that it’s your miss?" Wufu asked curiously.
She hadn’t changed much, relying solely on rouge and face powder to alter her appearance. As for the Adam’s apple on her throat, it was molded with wax, then covered with rouge and face powder.
As for her figure, her shoulders were padded with cotton, her chest was bound with cloth, and her boots had been fitted with lifts.
Actually, such impersonation as a man was risky. A single rain or a bucket of water could reveal her true form.