"Miss Chenxing, don't worry. Once the rash disappears, your skin will return to its previous smooth and shiny appearance. You're not ugly, you're just sick."
"How is this not ugly?" Chenxing grumbled, "Gu Shaocheng keeps saying I'm dark skin and full of facial rash, so ugly that it breaks one's heart, that I could scare people to death."
This made her more self-conscious and she didn't dare to look in the mirror when washing her face.
Thinking of his face wriggling in disdain towards her, she felt deeply upset. Chenxing bit her lip, recalling again that tumultuous morning and felt her cheeks heat uncontrollably.
How could he kiss her so fiercely? Didn't he say he found her ugly? Yet he could still want to kiss her!
He doesn't fear disgust!
Humph, she certainly wasn't sick with love!
Worried that Doctor Tian might notice her thoughts, she kept her head even lower to hide the evidence of guilt on her face.
