"As expected, you're not modest." Xiao Qiao laughed, her face glowing like a peach blossom. She was naturally beautiful, with great skin, and her light makeup looked impeccably clean and pleasing. Wesley thought to himself, I'm just being honest, you're very pretty too.
This kind of beauty is not just about what meets the eye.
Her inner beauty is stunning as well.
He liked her fiery passion for life and the brilliance that grew towards the sun.
This was the most attractive thing about her.
Xiao Qiao went on social media to check today's hot topics, and sure enough, it was Wesley's press conference. As a phenomenon-level influencer, everything about Wesley was under heavy scrutiny. Xiao Qiao felt relief when no one was badmouthing her; as expected, the comments were all praising them, and someone even said they were a perfect match. Xiao Qiao secretly liked that comment. Wesley said nonchalantly, "That's my phone, my account."
