The Young Matriarch

Chapter 173: Chapter 173: Are You Mistreating Your Foster Daughter?

Yang Shuhui had already reached fifty years old. Although in her youth she was one of the most beautiful women in Haicheng, beauty cannot withstand the passage of time, and ultimately everyone ages.

Today, Yang Shuhui, for some reason, looked radiant.

Her slightly curled, shoulder-length brown hair shone, and not a single wrinkle could be found on her face. Her skin seemed to glow with added brightness. Clothed in a sapphire blue cheongsam, she descended from the second floor with a noble and graceful air.

To say Yang Shuhui looked like a thirty-year-old woman would raise no doubts!

The wealthy matrons and ladies of high society present were all watching in astonishment.

Was this just a casual get-together as she had said? This was clearly a flaunt of her newfound beauty!

I mean, who doesn’t love beauty, especially these ladies from affluent backgrounds? They had no worries about food or career; if they didn’t fuss over their faces, they would not be doing justice to their high-society birthright!

One lady couldn’t hold back her impatience, “Mrs. Bai, which medical beauty clinic did you go to for your face? The results are too good!”

Look at that complexion—like you could literally pinch water out of it!

Yang Shuhui couldn’t remember the last time she’d received such admiring glances!

Yang Shuhui smiled modestly and said, “What medical beauty clinic? I’ve just been taking good care of my skin as usual.”

Pfft—Liar!

If skincare products could achieve this effect, all the medical beauty clinics would be out of business!

A group of wealthy ladies tried to hide their envy, but it was clearly written in their eyes.

A younger lady asked doubtfully, “Aunt Yang, just how did you become so beautiful? It can’t be skincare products, and surely not medical beauty treatments, right?”

Liu Man furrowed her brow and stared relentlessly at Yang Shuhui, “Did you get injections at a clinic? Didn’t we just have dinner together last night?”

If she really had gotten injections, she would’ve mocked this older sister-in-law at last night’s gathering. How could she not notice?

Liu Man was naturally assertive. Her branch of the Bai Family couldn’t compete with the main branch in any respect.

Her own husband was underachieving, and Bai Yinyin was just mediocre, while she couldn’t even produce a son—unlike Yang Shuhui, who was blessed with two outstanding ones.

The only thing she could compete with was that she took better care of her face than Yang Shuhui.

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How could there be such a huge change overnight?

Someone teased, “Liu Man, if you walked alongside your sister-in-law, people might mistake her for your younger sister!”

Liu Man’s face darkened as she clenched her back teeth tight.

Nonsense!

Yang Shuhui eyed Liu Man, her mouth curling slightly, “I actually have my niece to thank for that. During our family dinner last night, she gave me a Beauty Pill. I only took half.”

Yang Shuhui had been worried that eating such things might upset her stomach, but her curiosity got the best of her. So after some hesitation, she cut the pill in half and took only one part.

She had a wonderful sleep that night, and when she woke up, she didn’t notice anything unusual.

But her husband, Bai Hongmin, seemed unusually interested in being intimate that morning. That old rascal wouldn’t even get out of bed unless she obliged.

When she finally got up at noon and looked in the mirror, she was completely stunned.

She… nearly fainted from her own beauty!

How could she not host an afternoon tea to celebrate becoming so beautiful?

Someone in surprise said, “Niece? The adopted girl from the Bai Family’s second branch? Isn’t her name Bai Chuwei? Huh… strange. Isn’t she Liu Man’s adopted daughter? Why didn’t she give one to Liu Man?”

Another person playfully asked, “Liu Man, you wouldn’t be mistreating your adopted daughter, would you?”

Liu Man’s face turned pale, and she began to stutter, “This… I…”

Yang Shuhui watched the troubled Liu Man, feeling very pleased within.

Liu Man, even you have days like this?!

Bai Shang was slowly formulating an idea…