Sheng Qianxia, thinking of the disastrous makeup on her face, hastily grabbed a mask to cover it.
"There's a makeup artist right here." Gong Beiyao pushed one of his close friends, Ji Chiming, toward her, "I'll leave it to you."
Ji Chiming greeted Sheng Qianxia, "Hello, sister-in-law, I'm Ji Chiming, one of Ayao's close friends."
Sheng Qianxia's face slowly emerged from behind the mask.
On the other side. Someone saw Ou Yimo at the scene and quickly gathered around her, soon surrounding her.
"Yimo!"
"Yimo, you're here too!?"
"I'm just here to casually have a look." Ou Yimo continued smiling mildly and said elegantly, "Looks like you're all doing well."
"Ha, Yimo, you have no idea how bizarre the woman who's replaced you for the final appearance is. I don't know where the organizers found such a nutcase, a surgery oddity, thinking she could become you by just changing like that."
