Then came the hands-on practice.

Seeing that Jiang Chao had photoshopped his appearance in the photo to the point of being unrecognizable, he waved his hand and said, "I'll do it."

He sat down at the computer and started fiddling with it. At first, he wasn't very skilled, but he quickly got the hang of it, adjusting his appearance on a photo of himself—eyes, nose, mouth, ears, hairstyle, clothes…

An hour later, he saved the repaired photo and breathed a sigh of relief: "Done."

"Holy crap, boss, you're a genius! You photoshopped yourself like this, even your own mother probably wouldn't recognize you," Ji Mo exclaimed.

"But you're still as handsome as ever," Jiang Chao flattered.

"Boss, what are you trying to do by doing this to yourself?" Ji Mo asked, puzzled.

Chu Yang patted them on the shoulder: "This is to deal with a difficult situation. Anyway, you have to keep it a secret for me. Also, remember to delete the original photos from your computer and camera."

"Alright, I'm going to find your milk tea sister-in-law." With that, she got up and left the dormitory.

Not long after, we arrived at the milk tea shop on the main campus.

The milk tea shop is still doing very well, even more so than before, with daily turnover reaching 3,000 yuan, far exceeding that of other shops in the small square.

There was a long queue at the entrance, but Chu Yang didn't join it. Instead, he sent a text message to the young lady and waited on the side.

Not long after, the young lady arrived, holding a cup of milk tea.

Her smile was as gentle as a flower: "It's for you."

"Thank you, boss lady." Chu Yang took the milk tea; it was hot, but her hands were a little cold.

"Your little hands are so cold, did you wash them with cold water?" He put the milk tea back in her hand and took off his coat to put it on her.

"I was in such a hurry to see you that I didn't notice I wasn't cold," the young lady said with a light laugh.

"No, you should be on your period by now, right?" Chu Yang remembered that her period started on the 6th.

"Does your stomach hurt? Oh, it's all my fault, I was careless," he said with some self-reproach.

"How could I blame you?" The young lady smiled gently and said, "It only hurts a little bit, much better than last time."

Chu Yang put his arm around her shoulder and said, "Don't come to work at the milk tea shop these next few days. Leave it to Xiao Zhen and the others. You should rest well, okay?"

"I understand." The young lady's eyes were full of tenderness and emotion.