Chapter 56 How was the lipstick spent?

An Yan's eyelashes trembled lightly as she noticed a hint of jest in the man's eyes.

Fu Jinqiao was innocent and kind; she did not want the young girl to think of her that way.

She stood up and adjusted her gown, only to see Fu Jinqiao rushing over with Assistant Han.

Fu Shiyan stood up, still looking as distinguished as ever, "It's nothing, just a bit of stomach discomfort, an old problem."

Fu Jinqiao let out a sigh of relief, "You scared me to death just now. I was afraid something would go wrong with your old arms and legs."

Fu Shiyan: "..."

He glanced at her and went downstairs.

Fu Jinqiao, ignoring the man's cold look, turned to An Yan, "Hey, An Yan, why is your lipstick smeared?"

An Yan's eyes shimmered, "I had just finished the rest of the juice in the cup when my younger uncle made a pained sound, startling me. My hand trembled, and I spilled the juice."

Fu Jinqiao nodded, "My younger uncle really knows how to cause trouble. Here, take the lipstick and touch it up."