When the doorbell rang, Tong Yan was applying a facial mask, her face covered with a thick black mask that Yin Weiyi had recommended to her. It was said to clean the face and remove impurities, and she, being easily persuaded, bought it immediately. She started using it as soon as it arrived.

It had been less than ten minutes when someone arrived. If she washed it off now, the effect would surely be compromised, and at this thought, Tong Yan’s mood was easy to imagine.

There were only a few people who would come at this time; the movie star had gone back, Gu Feng was still in S City, Li Xin didn’t live here...

Thinking it over, it could only be her good friend Yin Weiyi.

She had to do something; otherwise, she would betray the mask’s effort.

So, she turned off all the lights, picked up a flashlight, and tiptoed to the door. As she opened the door, she held the flashlight to her chest and spoke in a ghostly voice, "Give... me... your... life..."

She didn’t scare anyone, but got scared herself.

It turned out the person at the door was the movie star!

The flashlight clattered to the ground.

Tong Yan was dumbfounded and stammered, "You, you, you, why are you here?"

Bo Yimo found the switch nearby and pressed it, illuminating the room instantly.

The scene at this moment was as follows:

Bo Yimo, in a tailored suit, stood at the doorway. The light on him made him look like a deity, his exquisite features were strikingly handsome, flawless, and impeccable, perfectly harmonious, yet extremely attractive.

While Tong Yan—

Her face was covered with a thick black mask, she wore floral-patterned hair ties on her head, a colorfully striped shirt, and bright red shorts, with flip-flops, looking entirely like a hefty Northeastern bloke at first glance.

For some reason, Tong Yan felt inferior and bowed her head in shame.

Girlfriends from other families look like little fairies when meeting their boyfriends.

But when it came to her, she looked like a crazy woman.

Tong Yan’s heart was saddened; this was completely different from the meeting she imagined.

No moonlit flowers, no high-end restaurants, no perfectly dressed outfits, all were deceiving.

Each encounter was more embarrassing than the last.

Thinking about what she just did, Tong Yan silently shed two rows of clear tears and cried uncontrollably.

The saddest thing in the world couldn’t be worse.

At this moment, nothing could be more devastating.

"Darling..." Bo Yimo took another look at her attire and thought carefully about his words, "It’s truly unique taste."

Tong Yan: ...

This is not the real her, it’s not!

Perhaps Tong Yan’s gaze was too intense, Bo Yimo rarely comforted her with a few words, "Darling, you’re beautiful like a flower." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Tong Yan: ...

It would be better not to comfort at all.

Isn’t this just mocking her?

Because she dressed so colorfully, he praised her as being like a flower?

Can she reject such compliments?

Tong Yan was deeply hurt; how could she not be a little fairy no matter the circumstances, as the little yellow book said? It was all lies!

...

Due to the mask incident, Tong Yan lost interest in doing anything and went to bed early.

In the deep night, all was silent, moonlight streamed through the glass window like a playful child, slowly climbing onto the bed and then over their bodies, quiet and serene.

Suddenly, Tong Yan started tossing and turning incessantly; her hands began scratching, disturbing the peace.

Bo Yimo, already a light sleeper, woke up at once, his gaze fell on Tong Yan, his expression changed, and he got up directly from the bed, "Let’s go, to the hospital."

Saying this, he dressed both himself and Tong Yan, and with both hands, lifted her up, heading out.

In the moonlight, Tong Yan’s face was swollen and red, with even faint traces of blood, looking extremely frightening.