Chapter 190 - Chapter 190: How Old Are You?

Chapter 190: How Old Are You?

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Morning, Lu Shi,” Tian Mei greeted cheerfully.

Lost in thought, Lu Shi snapped back to reality upon hearing Tian Mei’s saccharine voice. Startled, he met her gaze.

Tian Mei’s smile deepened at Lu Shi’s reaction. ‘Excellent, just as I’d expected.’

“I should get going. You can rest up,” Lu Shi said, hopping off the bed to hurriedly look for his toiletries.

Tian Mei watched Lu Shi with her eyes half-closed in a smile. She took advantage of the camera’s focus being elsewhere to peel off her face mask and spent a few minutes applying makeup.

Then she took her own toiletries to freshen up. While others used toothbrushes and toothpaste, she swished her mouth with mouthwash. It appeared both normal and high-end. If people hadn’t noticed she had removed her makeup, they’d likely assume she was a young girl leading an exquisite life.

Xia Xin was curious, too. Tian Mei had cried multiple times, yet her makeup never smudged. Xia Xin couldn’t help but wonder what kind of quality products Tian Mei was using. Unable to resist, Xia Xin observed Tian Mei a little more. Tian Mei took notice. She assumed Xia Xin regretted her earlier behavior and was attempting to make amends.

“Miss Xia Xin, is there something you’d like to ask me? You’ve been looking at me quite often this morning,” Tian Mei queried.

“I was just curious about your makeup skills. They must be impressive,” Xia Xin responded.

Upon hearing that, Tian Mei laughed. “I’m not really wearing makeup. Just a touch of natural makeup and color-changing lip balm. That’s all. If you’re asking about makeup techniques, you’re asking the wrong person.”

Tian Mei was annoyed. She’d thought Xia Xin was approaching her for some reconciliation, but instead, Xia Xin just wanted to talk about makeup.

“Alright then,” Xia Xin said, staying silent afterward.

[My God, Tian Mei has thick skin. How many layers of face powder did she apply, to boldly claim she’s wearing ‘natural’ makeup?] [It’s so awkward to watch her.]

[Do they not know we’ve all seen her without makeup?] [That said, has anyone wondered about Tian Mei’s real age?] [The internet says she debuted as a child star. So, she’s 26 now.]

[So how long ago did she debut?]

[About fifteen years ago. She played a 10-year-old in a TV drama then.]

[But look at her face! Even if she was 10 back then, making her 25 now, why does she look like she’s in her 50s or 60s?]

[Yeah, her face-to-body ratio is so odd.]

[How can you have the body of a 20-something and the face of someone in their 50s? What’s her real age?]

The director sighed at the online discussion about Tian Mei. No one in the industry would’ve known about her true appearance if not for this show.

After freshening up, Tian Mei took a small piece of cake from her luggage.

“Would anyone like to join me?” she asked, only to be ignored by everyone.

“Lu Shi, would you like some?” Tian Mei offered, extending the cake towards Lu Shi.

Had Lu Shi not seen her real face online, he would have accepted. But now, he couldn’t stomach anything Tian Mei offered.

“No, thanks. I have my own food,” Lu Shi declined.

Tian Mei furrowed her brows, puzzled by everyone’s attitude. She approached Zhou Lian and asked, “Zhou Lian, what’s going on today? Why do I feel like everyone is avoiding me? Did I do something wrong? Is it because of what happened last night?”

“I know I was wrong, and I apologized. Isn’t that enough?” Tian Mei pouted, looking aggrieved.

Zhou Lian let out a heavy sigh. “Tian Mei, let me ask you, how old are you?”

Upon hearing Zhou Lian’s query, Tian Mei grew more convinced that people were mad at her because of the previous night. “I really know I messed up, Zhou Lian,” she quickly said.

“That’s not what I’m asking,” Zhou Lian interrupted. “How old are you?”

The issue wasn’t Tian Mei’s looks or her age; those could be forgiven. What couldn’t be forgiven was how she used her alleged youth to take advantage of others, avoiding doing her share of work. But who wouldn’t prefer to rest if they could? Moreover, they had no obligation to do anything for her..