Yan Huan’s face was indeed blessed by the heavens. Acting skills were one aspect, but Yan Huan’s face was simply too good-looking. It was also very easy for her to improve. Her face was extremely small, and almost no woman dared to be in the same frame as her, her face was white, her skin was good, and her temperament was excellent. She was one second after another.
A few days ago, Yan Huan was like a flower that was about to wither. There was almost nothing special about her. She was beautiful, but in the entertainment industry, there were still many beautiful people. Therefore, she could only be called beautiful, but she could not be considered the most beautiful.
And now, Yan Huan seemed to have opened up something. In an instant, with every frown and smile, a trace of clear mist appeared in his eyes. It was as if tears were about to drip out of his eyes, it was really hard to forget with just one glance.
