The thick wig she had on, with its even fringe over her forehead, had indeed concealed the flaws she held and made her face look smaller. However, at the same time, she felt that it might just be slightly too heavy and unenergetic for her.
If both photos were placed side by side, Yan Huan's would still be the one to capture everyone's attention at first glance.
"Are there any problems with these final makeup photos?" Yan Huan asked Ye Chuji, confusion laced thick in her voice. From her viewpoint, everything was in line with the public's aesthetic standard, except for Sun Yuhan's face.
"Indeed, there are some." Ye Chuji clenched his hand into a fist and tucked it under his chin. Then, he coughed in an attempt to dissipate the awkwardness in the room.
"Actually, it's nothing much. I was just hoping you could change your image."
