Could it be that this woman thought the face hidden beneath his mask was unbearably ugly? It seemed that was what most people in the company also believed.
Xiang Yimo slowly approached Zhong Lingling, lowering his head, his face buried towards Zhong Lingling's as he asked, "Do you really want to see my face?"
Zhong Lingling thought that if she answered she didn't want to see it, she would definitely hurt President Yi's feelings. So, she nodded vigorously.
In her heart, she was prepared. If President Yi took off his mask, he must have a face fried by oil, ugly beyond imagination!
The corners of Xiang Yimo's mouth curled again.
Well, wearing the mask was originally to prevent people like Xiang Aoran from recognizing him. Facing Zhong Lingling, there indeed was no need to wear the mask.
The reason he had been wearing the mask in front of Zhong Lingling recently was that the expression she had shown him that day in the mall's plaza had deeply wounded his heart.
