Last time, she was a gentle and intellectual woman, even asking about Chu Xiuhuang's preferences. Now, she's turned into a plastic-surgery-crazed internet celebrity.
The woman was also eyeing Su Wanwan and Mo Weiyi.
Seeing two young, beautiful girls each with their unique style, the woman began feeling threatened. She quickly looped her arm around Chu Xiuhuang's and gave them a guarded look, "Who are you two? What do you want with my Chu Xiuhuang?"
Exasperation streaked across Su Wanwan's face.
Mo Weiyi couldn't help but laugh. "So, this is Chu Xiuhuang's type — a surgery-altered face, huh?"
The woman's face stiffened, "What are you talking about?"
"What am I saying?" Mo Weiyi looked at her face and clucked, "Your forehead fillers are so smooth, almost like an everlasting statue. Your nostrils are so narrow it must be difficult to breathe. And your chin, it's sharp enough to crack walnuts."
"Pfft!" Su Wanwan couldn't suppress her laughter.
