Song Chuyi was in a daze. He didn't know what she was talking about.
"Take a look at your wallet when you get back." Changqing grabbed her bag and turned her head as she went in.
Song Chuyi stood in place for a while before taking out the new wallet she gave him from his pocket and opened it. On the left side of the wallet, there was a photograph embedded in it. In the photograph, Changqing's head was lowered slightly to make her eyes look big and charming. Her moist lips were slightly pursed together and the standard 45° angle for selfies made her chin looked sharp.
Fake.
That was the only word that surfaced in Song Chuyi's mind. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He thought for a while and closed the wallet, putting it back in his pocket.
In the car, his phone vibrated.
He opened the message from Changqing: You're not allowed to remove it.
Song Chuyi replied: It's too fake; it doesn't even look like you.
