"Still thirty-five? Handsome? Hahaha!"
"Little girl, you must have been deceived. Go to the clinic and see; there isn't a doctor who's particularly young. Many haven't graduated by their thirties."
"Exactly, little girl. You weren't swindled for your looks, were you?"
"..."
"..."
The crowd continued their chatter, speaking in sharp and sarcastic tones, even going so far as to cruelly suggest that An'an was tricked for her looks.
Faced with their words, An'an was no longer scared, and her calmness had vanished. Now all she felt was anger.
She stood up for someone, but in the end, they smeared her reputation as a woman like this.
At this moment, the elderly man with the white beard decided to play the good guy for the sake of leaving a nice impression on everyone.
