"What is he doing...?" Chen Shunwei was completely bewildered.

Bi Qiaoan was also somewhat helpless, thinking, "You should at least say hello to them before going in!"

So he explained sheepishly, "He's afraid to show his face to people, afraid he'll scare them."

"No matter how serious it is, can it be worse than mine? Besides, the skin on his forehead is so clean, he doesn't look like someone who has allergies at all."

Feeling that his words were somewhat inappropriate, Chen Shunwei quickly added, "If it's serious, we should go to the hospital to get it checked out, just in case it's some kind of disease we don't know about."

But after saying that, I wanted to slap myself even more.

When someone says they have an allergy, he insists on saying it's some unknown disease. To others, isn't that practically a curse?

But he really didn't mean it that way.

Bi Qiaoan didn't argue with him, and just smiled and said, "I've seen a doctor and they prescribed some ointment. But recovery will take time, so it'll probably be like this for a while."

Bi Qiao thought to herself, "Honey, I've tried my best, please don't give it away!"

As for Shen Yanming, who hid in his bedroom, he genuinely felt that keeping up the lie was too difficult.

He hadn't conspired with his wife to tell the truth, which is why he chose to run away. Otherwise, if he said something wrong, wouldn't he arouse suspicion?

But this isn't right, it's so strange. What kind of host would refuse to entertain guests just because their own face looks bad?

So he stopped eating and paced around the bedroom.

After much deliberation, I finally steeled myself and decided to take out the medicinal powder I had been researching in my space and test it on my own face.

Shen Yanming knew that this was made from medicinal herbs grown in the space, so its effects would definitely be stronger.

So she took out a small makeup brush from the storage area, touched it slightly to the powder, and then held it to her face without touching her skin, just flicking the brush handle with her finger.

As each tiny grain of powder fell, Shen Yanming's face began to change.

My cheeks and chin started to swell up with a dense rash of bumps.

It looks similar to impetigo, only much smaller.

Moreover, they won't burst open after they grow, and the pus inside won't infect other normal skin.

It's much better than impetigo.

Shen Yanming looked at his face with satisfaction, then threw the mirror back into his spatial storage.

Enjoying the warm meal, I stopped wearing my mask after finishing and prepared to take the dishes to the kitchen to clean up.

The two people in the living room turned their attention to the bedroom door as soon as they heard it open.

A tall, imposing man emerged, but his face resembled that of a demon.

Bi Qiaoan was shocked!

Did her husband have to be so ruthless? She just went out for a walk and ended up disfiguring herself?

Chen Shunwei was also shocked.

The handsome man I met just two days ago is now almost the same age as me!

Seeing the two of them with the same shocked expressions, Shen Yanming laughed: "Sigh, I didn't want you to see this. But after eating, I forgot to wear a mask."

"Oh, it's okay." Chen Shunwei blurted out, "Your face is indeed suitable for wearing a mask."

Then, looking annoyed, he realized he hadn't brought his brain with him when he went out today.

However, Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan found it quite amusing, since neither of them liked those who harbored treachery.

They felt that it was very genuine for him to occasionally say the wrong thing or express his inner thoughts.

Shen Yanming smiled as he passed the dining table, and even took the empty plates into the kitchen.

Listening to the rushing water, Chen Shunwei silently quickened his eating pace, then hurriedly took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen.

Bi Qiaoan, on the other hand, remained calm and slowly peeled the shrimp.

After lunch, Chen Shunwei did not stay long and left with the things the couple had given him.

When she left, in addition to the supplies left by Lao Shen in the car, she also took with her a light gauze that Qiao An had specially dug out from a corner.

He really reaped a lot, which made him feel a little ashamed.

He was just offering a helping hand, but in the end, it was someone else who helped him. Yet he ended up benefiting from everything. Unbelievable!

Chen Shunwei thought to himself that since he couldn't help Mr. Shen with material things, he would help him manage the fields in the future.

Anyway, with me guarding that area, I have a unique advantage.

Besides, given Shen Yanming's personality, even if he does the work, others won't let him suffer any losses.

Okay, it's settled then!

Inside the room, Bi Qiaoan touched Shen Yanming's face with her fingers and asked, "How did this happen?"

Shen Yanming smiled, flipped his hand, and took out a box of medicine powder: "This is a disfigurement medicine I just concocted. I haven't named it yet. Let's test its effects first."

Bi Qiaoan...

"You're really willing to go to such lengths to damage your face. This is irresponsible to yourself and to me. If you're really disfigured, how am I supposed to eat with that disfigured face on my face?!"

Forget it, I'll just find someone handsome!

She did it on purpose, so her eyes crinkled when she spoke.

Shen Yanming became jealous, put away the medicine powder, hugged her tightly, and kissed her.

After the kiss ended, he asked, still breathless, "You can't do it, can you?"

Bi Qiaoan smiled and touched his pimple face, then brought her red lips close to his.

After it was all over, he asked, "Is it contagious? If I become like you, you probably won't mind, right?"

Shen Yanming said with certainty, "No, absolutely not. It's not contagious, and there's no disgust towards it."

"That's good! I want you as a person, not your appearance."

Then she poked his chest with her finger: "Look at you, can't you even tell I'm joking? Do you have to take it so seriously?"

Shen Yanming smiled and held her slender, fair fingers, saying, "Even if I knew, I wouldn't want to hear you say you're looking for other men."

"Alright, alright, I just can't do anything with this jealous king. So, do you want to restore your appearance now? Do you have an antidote?"

Shen Yanming nodded: "Yes, I'll use this powder to disguise my pustules from now on. It's more convenient than that. It saves me from having to be careful around the pustules every day, afraid that they'll burst when I'm not looking."

"Well, you should still wear a mask, otherwise it will be troublesome if people notice that you look different."

Shen Yanming patted Bi Qiaoan's head and replied, "Okay!"

The two were still cuddling in their sweet moments when they heard An'an and Nuannuan wailing loudly from the master bedroom.

Bi Qiaoan laughed and said as she walked towards the bedroom, "Our two little darlings are really great; they only started making a fuss after the guests left."

Shen Yanming went over to help, but the moment he appeared, An'an and Nuannuan cried even louder.

Bi Qiaoan stopped him: "Your face is terrifying! Go get it treated, you scared my baby half to death! You..."

Shen Yanming...

I feel so wronged! It's bad enough that I was told I'm ugly, but to make matters worse, they said I look like a demon!

What could I do? Reason with two little babies?

He must be crazy!

Helpless, I could only turn around and leave the master bedroom, then hide in the guest room to apply medicine to my face.