Su Rou was somewhat upset by her mother's disparagement, but she thought of that day in Lu Moqing's office, when he said straightaway that her skin would only let her play middle-aged women in the entertainment industry. Her heart couldn't help but sink deeper.
Comparing herself with the charming face of Qiao Xu on the internet, she had to admit, even unwillingly, that Qiao Xu indeed looked much younger than her.
Su Rou pursed her lips, somewhat reluctantly.
"Look, after taking care of your skin and making some subtle adjustments, you're originally a beautiful person. Now you look even more beautiful. I guarantee that when you appear in front of Moqing next time, he'll be dazzled by your look."
Su Suqin gently patted Su Rou's back and praised her. Finally, a hint of a smile appeared on the unhappy face of Su Rou at this moment.
"Mom, you're right. What can I compare with Qiao Xu right now? Without Moqing, what does she have to compete with me?"
