Meng Zhuqing could not possibly wish for his face to be a bit better. Initially, it was precisely because of his disfigurement that he buried his feelings for Wild Goose Jade deep in his heart.
Now, even though he and Wild Goose Jade were already together, even though Wild Goose Jade didn't mind his face, he himself actually minded it very much; he truly felt that his face was unworthy of standing beside Wild Goose Jade.
If it could be even a little better, he was truly willing.
Therefore, when Gong Juechen mentioned it like that, Meng Zhuqing was somewhat tempted.
But—
"I do want my face to get better, but I can't just let you test medicine on me. If Yao'er finds out, she will get mad at me."
"You don't have to let her know, only heaven, earth, you, and I would know."
"No way! What if she finds out about this in the future? It's just not possible, no way."
"Then why don't you ask Jade Jade's opinion? If she agrees, then you can try it," Gong Juechen persisted.
