Tan Xingyue had a gentle personality and could not say hurtful words. She hesitated for a moment, shook her head, and nodded. She spoke with a troubled expression.
"Sister Chu, I think you look better in your original form!"
"Aiya, I knew it. Don't make things difficult for Xiaoyu. Look at you. It's fine if you're dressed in colorful clothes, but your makeup is also colorful. You can see it yourself in the mirror."
Nan Xu couldn't stand it anymore. She spoke bluntly and quickly pushed Tan Xingyue away, worried that she would picked on.
The next day was the day of the operation. Wen Xin took Tan Xingyue for the final checkup after lunch. She also prepared the necessary medicine for the operation in advance. She was busy until dinner time.
When Wen Xin returned to the small house from the laboratory, she saw Mu Chengxi sitting lazily on the sofa with a tablet in his hand. She did not know what he was looking at.
