Ye Zhi said, "Se Se is his biological sister, so it's his responsibility, of course he'd act that way. But I... my face won't stay like this forever. I will age, and when my face changes and I'm no longer young, will he, who only loves my face, still treat me so well? Do you think that's possible?"
Without waiting for An Jing to speak, Ye Zhi answered herself, "Anyway, I think it's impossible."
"There you go again, circling back to him being infatuated with your face." An Jing was practically at a loss for words. "Pretending disfigurement to test him will be seen through, and you can't actually disfigure yourself. Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?"
"Just like this, I'm too lazy to worry about it. Luckily, I don't really like him that much, just a little. If I grow old and get wrinkles, even if I don't push him away, he'll no longer be infatuated with my face and won't treat me well. In the end, it's one word—'endure'!"
