Qiao Duo'er used a bedsheet to encircle a corner of the room, thereby shielding herself from someone's gaze.
Although she was a bit ugly, allowing Tan Zhenghong to take a peek would still be to her advantage, but as a girl, she needed to maintain some dignity.
Qiao Duo'er touched her pockmarked face and suddenly felt a twinge of anticipation.
There's a saying that one's fairness can cover up many flaws, and if she could improve her skin and nourish her body, avoiding being as thin as a twig, perhaps she could escape being categorized as an ugly woman.
Her expectations weren't high; she would be content just to become an ordinary-looking person.
Soaking in the warm water, Qiao Duo'er felt all her pores open, the weariness washed away, and her mood began to soar.
Actually, no one is indifferent to their own appearance. Ah, these humble days finally had a sliver of hope.
