Gu Shaocheng quickly put his cell phone away, not allowing her to see.
Chenxing became anxious, "Let me see. From this distance, it shouldn't capture the red rash on my face, right?"
"The resolution of my phone is very high." He ruthlessly shattered her tiny illusion.
"Ah————"
Chenxing's brows knotted in frustration. After thinking, she suggested, "You can touch up the photo using the Meitu app."
Gu Shaocheng didn't bother responding to her. Chenxing was persistent though and tried to grab his phone while he wasn't looking. But how could a clever man like Gu Shaocheng just let her snatch it away? Chenxing kept nagging, "You don't know how to edit it, do you? Let me fix it with Meitu, so the rash won't be visible."
"Chenxing?"
"Huh? Did you agree?" Her eyes sparkled with pure excitement.
He tossed a chestnut at her, "One should be self-aware. Ugly is ugly; no amount of editing can cover up this truth."
