"This is the Imperial Capital, and for safety's sake, let's use Quan Ying's identity when going out. Auntie Hong, thank you for your hard work." Quan Fengyan sent the two back to their room and had someone bring over a set of boys' Korean-style suits that were clearly tailor-made.
However, the matching waistcoat ingeniously had cotton padding. First, it could keep warm, and second, it made Mu Yin's originally slender figure look somewhat plump. Coupled with a man's makeup, she completely transformed into someone else.
"Put on the colored contacts," Quan Fengyan instructed cautiously and meticulously after examining her closely and finding no flaws.
Except for those apricot eyes that seemed to draw people in, too captivating.
"Is this really necessary?" Mu Yin frowned as she looked at her reflection in the mirror.
In her current state, she couldn't even recognize herself.
