Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!

Chapter 814 - 41: How Dare You Let Me See Your Beauty

Yan Yu was taken aback: "Is there something you need?"

The makeup artist smiled without speaking, and instead turned to Yan Jian and Little Ben and said, "I have something I’d like to discuss privately with the Third Miss. Could you two please step out for a moment?"

In front of Yan Jian, Little Ben naturally put on an indifferent facade, just gave Yan Yu a glance, then lifted his step and walked away first.

Yan Jian didn’t think there was anything inappropriate, so she nodded. To put it mildly, she actually wouldn’t mind if the third sister didn’t see Little Ben’s performance later— even she had to admit, once under the spotlight, Little Ben was too dazzling.

Yan Jian patted Yan Yu’s hand: "Then have a good chat with the makeup artist, no need to rush out. I’ll go prepare first."

Yan Yu felt a bit uneasy but couldn’t express it to her little sister, only gazing outside repeatedly, not catching even a glimpse of Little Ben’s silhouette, nor any backward glance from him, and thus she sighed and asked the makeup artist, "What exactly do you want?"

Yan Yu’s demeanor unintentionally was fully noticed by the makeup artist. Being someone who manipulates eyebrows and eyes, he was adept at reading people, and gave a mysterious smile.

"As I said earlier, Third Miss, your features are delicate, but... um... your overall style is a bit casual. Would you be willing to give me the chance to help you see a different version of yourself?"

Yan Yu was taken aback. So that’s what it was about.

Yan Yu’s cheeks immediately grew warm, and she quickly waved her hand: "Thank you for your kindness. But there’s no need. Although I’m quite casual like this, it makes me feel comfortable."

She is a pastry chef, after all. Shouldn’t it be that when customers walk in, they first notice a finely crafted radiant beauty at the counter, but aren’t able to focus on savoring the desserts? Come on, she’s not running a photo studio; to her, taste matters more than appearance.

Moreover, having grown up in a family like the Tang Family, surrounded by such dazzling siblings, she had gotten used to avoiding the spotlight and just standing quietly aside without the need to deal with any gaze. So, such ordinary attire makes her feel safe.

The makeup artist patiently listened, his mysterious smile still there, clearly not surprised by Yan Yu’s reaction.

In his profession, he had seen many girls with similar "Cinderella complexes" like Yan Yu, who are somewhat shy and self-conscious. This mindset is quite normal, and not uncommon in the crowd, so he wasn’t surprised at all.

He had plenty of experience helping them break free from such restraints.

So he continued to smile mysteriously, "...Don’t you want Little Ben to see you become beautiful?"

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Yan Yu was taken aback again, and could only respond with a, "Hmm?"

The makeup artist continued, unhurriedly, "Tonight, look at how many good-looking people are gathered in that studio. Models, of course, stand out with exceptional appearances. And human nature is to instinctively seek out attractive targets. So does the Third Miss plan to just stand in the darkness tonight, watching as Little Ben’s eyes sparkle while gazing upon all the handsome men and beautiful women, but never noticing your existence in the crowd?"

Yan Yu was taken aback once more, feeling a strange stirring in her heart.

Yes, she was ready to admire his brilliance; but... doesn’t she want him to see her too?

Her heartbeat lost its rhythm, and her breathing quickened with urgency.

The makeup artist noticed this as a sign of her beginning to compromise; he needed only to apply a little more pressure.

He smiled as he gently pressed Yan Yu into the chair in front of the makeup mirror, softly watching Yan Yu in the mirror, helping her get used to seeing herself in the mirror and accustomed to the lighting around the makeup mirror.

He unraveled her long, tangled curls resembling a misty forest and gently gathered them atop her head, fully revealing her face.

He softly sighed, saying, "Third Miss, look, how delicate and beautiful your facial lines are. Why cover them with your hair?"

Yan Yu took a nervous breath: "...You know, I’m a pastry chef. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been my own first taste-tester for my creations."

Unconsciously, she’d eaten too many desserts and without realizing it, gained too much weight during her adolescence. Compared to her serene, elegant elder sister, her glamorous second sister, and her sweet, exquisite little sister, she always felt like she wasn’t born into the Tang Family.

So everything, everything, subtly and gradually formed from that time.

The makeup artist understood and smiled approvingly, "Do you like Adele, Third Miss?"

Yan Yu cheered, "Of course! I often play her songs in my shop."

The makeup artist nodded with a smile, "Her figure is quite unique, but don’t you still find her beautiful?"