They weren’t just expensive, they were absurdly priced, but in order to not cause her any mental burden, Ye Mo only patted her hands and said, "Nah. I have a lot of these, but just don't do it again."
"Oh." Tang Beiwei glanced at Ye Mo. She knew he wasn't telling the truth
Ye Mo and Tang Beiwei chatted for a long time before Su Jingwen walked in. She couldn’t believe the effects of the pill. She had had the beauty pill before, but compared to the face-preserving pill, it was nothing.
The pill made her skin smooth like jade, and all of minor imperfections on her face were gone. That pill couldn't be cheap; it explained why Beiwei’s skin was so admiring, she took that pill too.
"Sister Jingwen, you were already very pretty, but now you’re like a goddess," Tang Beiwei said exaggeratedly and walked up to her.
