Jiang Xiaobai looked at him from behind. For reasons unbeknownst to her, she looked down at her hand before she quickly followed suit. When Jiang Xiaobai went back to the car, Liang Yahe caringly went up to her and held her by her hands. "Xiaobai, are you feeling unwell? You've been in the bathroom for quite a long time."
Hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai felt embarrassed. "Mrs. Xiao, I'm fine; I went to touch up my make-up."
All of Liang Yahe's worries went away the moment she heard that. She chuckled. "Ah, I see. Xiaobai, you're already pretty enough. It doesn't matter whether you touch it up or not. Are you tired? Should we take a break?"
"We're just an hour away. If you're tired, we can take a break here, since the wedding doesn't start right away."
"Don't worry, Mrs. Xiao. We can get back on the road now."