“Just a moment,” which meant an hour or so.
Sang Yuan almost laughed out loud. She truly didn’t know how this spoiled young lady could so seamlessly equate those two concepts.
The driver also found it absurd.
But none of that was important.
What was that place he had just heard their Young Miss say she was going to for fun?
White Tiger Hall!?
The biggest gang in Liu City?
The driver swallowed. How did his Young Miss have a friend who could take her to a gang’s territory for fun?
However, he didn’t ask any further questions, not only because he was just a driver, but also because Ting Wan didn’t give him the chance.
Ting Wan was unusually proactive, pulling Sang Yuan into the Sang Family’s car.
The Sang Family’s driver was startled.
After all, it was the first time he had ever seen someone manage to drag his Young Miss into their car.
Man or woman.
“Home.” Seeing the incredulity revealed on the driver’s poker face, Sang Yuan directly told him to drive.
Then, for the entire ride, Ting Wan was exceptionally proactive, clinging to her arm without letting go, all the way until they reached her room.
Along the way, Ting Wan also discovered that Sang Yuan had a soft spot for spoiled young ladies.
Excellent. This persona material, handed to her for free, was really something she had to stick with!
From this day forward, in front of Sang Yuan, she would be a spoiled young lady!
“Tell me, what were you talking about earlier?”
After they arrived in Sang Yuan’s room, Ting Wan was forced to sit on a single-seater sofa. Sang Yuan planted a foot on the sofa’s armrest, looking at Ting Wan as if interrogating her.
Ting Wan put on the perfect spoiled young lady act, her smile sickeningly sweet.
But in her heart, she was thinking—Pretty sister, by asking me like this with that pose, are you pretending you’re not part of the organization?
But your acting isn’t convincing at all.
“Sister, I’ve seen you meeting an old man at the Wanjuan Book Tower more than once,” Ting Wan said with a beaming smile.
This was a detail briefly mentioned in the original novel. On the day the Su family moved to Hong City, there was a commotion in Liu City. An underground member of the Red Faction had been captured. That person was an old man who was said to have been lying low at the Wanjuan Book Tower. At the time, the squad that captured the old man passed by the Su family’s moving caravan. Su Xiaomo was terrified, but when she turned her head, she saw Sang Yuan staring at the old man.
This plot point served as foreshadowing for Su Xiaomo’s later encounters with Sang Yuan and her efforts to help the Military Faction’s Young Marshal, Xiao Tang, eliminate his enemies.
Therefore, Ting Wan made a bold guess and risked saying it to test Sang Yuan.
Since the old man at the Wanjuan Book Tower was also part of the Red Faction, it was impossible for Sang Yuan, another member, not to know him.
In any case, the original owner of her body frequented the area where the Wanjuan Book Tower was located.
Sure enough, as soon as she said this, Sang Yuan’s expression changed. Since she was on her own turf, she directly reached out and placed a hand lightly on Ting Wan’s neck, as if itching to snap it. “Tell me, who else have you told about this?”
Ting Wan reached up and grabbed Sang Yuan’s hand, chuckling. “I want to join you, so of course I wouldn’t tell anyone else. But, if a spoiled young lady like me can find out, I don’t know if others might have discovered it too.”
Ting Wan’s words almost made Sang Yuan laugh in anger.
Right, who else with nothing better to do would go around so affectedly, styling themselves as a spoiled young lady?
Sang Yuan withdrew her hand and rested it on her knee. “Then what do you think you can do after joining the organization?”
This meant there was hope.
“Do you need a one-time face change? My makeup skills are amazing! I can make someone ugly, beautiful, or look like a completely different person. With some rouge, powder, and a few inexpensive items, I can give you a new face in minutes. Besides not being waterproof, it’s perfect in every way.”
Ting Wan did her best to sell herself.
However, it definitely wouldn’t be waterproof, because the cosmetics of this era weren’t.
“Makeup can change a face?” Sang Yuan was a little puzzled.
This was the first time she had ever heard such a claim.
So, she was a bit skeptical.
After all, to use makeup to make a person look unrecognizable, one would probably have to apply it thickly.
And if it was applied thickly, wouldn’t it look like the makeup of opera singers on stage? Fake at a glance.
Ting Wan wasn’t surprised by Sang Yuan’s doubt. After all, the sorcery of modern makeup wasn’t from this era, and as for the art of disguise, that was the stuff of legends Sang Yuan had never witnessed.
So, Ting Wan directly asked for materials:
“Bring me your rouge and powder. I’ll do it for you to see, and that’ll settle it.”
After speaking, she even made a gesture of holding out her hands, waiting for the items.
“You wait here.” Sang Yuan got up and went out directly.
Seeing her walk out, Ting Wan called after her, “Where are you going? Don’t you have a dressing table right here?”
Sang Yuan didn’t even turn her head. “I have a dressing table, but I don’t have any rouge or powder.”
How could the Sang Family possibly not have any rouge and powder? Even if they couldn’t find any, Sang Yuan could just send someone to buy some.
She didn’t know what kind Ting Wan needed, so she simply gathered everything she could find in the house, including those belonging to her father’s various concubines.
That group of concubines was on very good terms with Sang Yuan’s mother. When Sang Yuan went to ask for rouge and powder, they thought she wanted to start dressing up and brought out even their most treasured items.
“Your family has quite the variety of rouge and powder.” Ting Wan glanced around. There wasn’t just rouge and powder, but also things like pressed powder and lipstick, and even perfume.
Sang Yuan recalled the frantic recommendations she had received when she went to ask for the items and cleared her throat. “Hurry up and do it.”
After looking over the cosmetics on the table, Ting Wan had a basic idea of what she could use. In response to Sang Yuan’s urging, she naturally reached out, pulled the other woman down to sit, and then started working on her face.
“What are you doing?” Sang Yuan hadn’t expected that when Ting Wan said she would do makeup, she meant on her face.
She had already done her makeup before going out this morning, and Ting Wan didn’t want to wash her own face and reapply it. So, she started on Sang Yuan’s clean face and even said righteously:
“Doing it on your face will have a more dramatic effect. Everyone is most familiar with their own face. If you wanted to do it on my face, you’d have to stare at me for a while to remember my features. How troublesome. Don’t move!”
Sang Yuan really wanted to say that she wouldn’t mind staring at her for a while, but Ting Wan’s “Don’t move!” made her shut her mouth.
The person in front of her was a spoiled young lady, one even more affected than her cousin. If she didn’t go along with her, what if she started crying?
So, Sang Yuan let Ting Wan do as she pleased.
With a flurry of masterful strokes, and because she didn’t have anything on hand to pad the nose or alter contours, Ting Wan transformed Sang Yuan into the very picture of a standard “little white flower.”
Her new appearance was specifically modeled after Su Xiaomo.
If Sang Yuan hadn’t been wearing a shirt and breeches with her hair in a high ponytail, the resemblance would have been even more striking.
“This skill of yours is really something.”
Sang Yuan stared blankly at her reflection in the mirror.
She had a rather glamorous look, and in all her life, she had never imagined that one day she would have such a fresh and delicate face painted onto her own.
“Can I join the organization? I can teach you! This is just a small trick. With a few more materials, I could make you look like your father.”
Ting Wan looked at her handiwork with satisfaction.
“You can join,” Sang Yuan agreed, then refused, “But making me look like my father is quite unnecessary!”