Le Yao was speechless.
To be honest, Zhu Jiaojiao was actually quite pretty. After all, she was only 18 years old and her face was full of collagen. But why did it feel like she wasn't much after hearing this master's words?
In front of Nangong Jue, Le Yao felt inferior.
She even subconsciously looked down at her chest, even though she felt that Han Binglan's figure was really quite good. Since she had learned to dance, she was curvaceous, especially her small waist. Sometimes, she even admired herself in the mirror.
However, this was just her opinion. It was probably still far from the big breasts in this guy's mouth. No wonder he did not like Han Binglan. It turned out that she did not meet his aesthetic standards.
Zhu Jiaojiao's expression turned ugly. She had actually been despised so thoroughly that she didn't want to live anymore… Then, she ran away crying.
