Ye Qingqing hesitated for a while, then chose a light yellow skirt. The cut was very simple and suitable for everyday wear. Looking in the mirror, she felt pretty good, so she went out like this.

Song Hongye and the other three had already done half of it. Song Hongye dyed and permed, which took the longest time. Qian Manduo just trimmed and blown it. Lu Ziqun also simply blew his hair.

Seeing the brand-new Ye Qingqing, the eyes of the three of them lit up. They had never seen Ye Qingqing dressed up like this before. She looked particularly young, and some people believed that she was a college student.

"Your figure has been the same for ten years, and you haven't changed at all, your skin is white and tender, and time has been too forgiving to you." Song Hongye is envious and jealous. She spends more than 10,000 yuan on her face every month, but the effect is not good. To the best of her expectations, the years have never been able to spare her.

"I'm wearing makeup. I can't watch without makeup."

Ye Qingqing was modest, but she was still proud of herself. She used the best skin care products for herself. Ganoderma lucidum and snow lotus were piled on her face, so she was naturally younger than ordinary people.

"You're full of collagen is not produced, what brand of skin care products do you use?" Song Hongye asked.

"I prepared it myself. The ingredients are too difficult to obtain. They are all rare wild medicinal materials. My husband bought it for a lot of money, and it is enough for me." Ye Qingqing explained in advance.

Song Hongye shrugged regretfully and didn't ask any further questions. She is now using Ye Qingqing's skin care products, and the results are actually quite good. Her skin is whiter than when she was young, but collagen can't save her. It looks less and less every year.

"You've taken good care of yourself, and you feel more tender than when you were in school. What are you worrying about!"

Ye Qingqing pinched Song Hongye's face. It was indeed smoother and more beautiful than before. Song Hongye was a tomboy when she was in school.

Song Hongye was also a little proud, "I can contribute more than 10,000 yuan to your husband's company every month. If it doesn't work, I will find your man to settle the account."

Tony, who dyed Song Hongye's hair, was a boy with red lips and white teeth, and a sweet little mouth. He complimented, "Both girls are very beautiful."

"Haha, no matter how young you are, you have to call us auntie, and it's still a girl." Song Hongye joked, but she was very helpful.

The boy looked shocked and exaggerated: "How is it possible, I think you are younger than me, don't joke."

Song Hongye squinted her eyes with laughter, in a good mood, "Our two children are the eldest, at least one year older than you, your little mouth is like smearing honey."

"I really didn't see it. The two older sisters should have gotten married early, and my brother-in-law must have coaxed you home with sweet words." Tony boy's mouth was even better than that of a matchmaker, and he coaxed Song Hongye to the point where he couldn't tell the difference.

Ye Qingqing smiled slightly, her mind was very clear, no matter how nice these people said, it was nothing more than for the money in her wallet, coaxing you to apply for a membership card to increase performance, that was the purpose.

"Not dyed or hot, give me a hairstyle to look more lively." Ye Qingqing asked.

She doesn't like to use chemicals on her hair. Those hair dyes are advertised as natural, but they actually contain chemicals, which can damage your hair, as well as perms. Ye Qingqing treasures her hair very much, and her shampoo is also formulated with rare medicinal materials. Yes, so the hair is black and smooth, more beautiful than those shampoo commercials on TV.

"Beauty's hair is really good." Mr. Tony is a middle-aged man who seems to be the store manager. He is much more skilled than Song Hongye. He is amazed at Ye Qingqing's hair. Such hair will definitely cost a lot of money, otherwise Impossible to have such a good effect.