Yan Zao's eyes went wide with surprise, "You're Su Tingli?"
She scrutinized the woman's face before her, thinking only of the internet celebrities she'd seen online.
At Yan Zao's stunned reaction, Su Tingli burst into laughter, "Has the change really been that dramatic?"
Puffing out her chest, the two "mountains" there seemed even more exaggerated, making Yan Zao worry that she might lean forward when walking.
Her gaze returned to Su Tingli's face; it wasn't just a big change, she assumed that except for her name, everything else had been altered, including her personality—there was no trace of the Su Tingli she had known.
If she tried to recall someone else, her memory wouldn't be so clear, but she remembered Su Tingli quite deeply; she sat in the back row of the class, her skin dark, small eyes with single eyelids, always bullied and laughed at.
