Although her rebellious period was short, she still liked some strange styles at the age of middle school. After her rebirth, she couldn't bear the rustic aesthetic of her youth and thought it was time to change.
Chu Shangli had originally planned to pursue a career in tea art, but the moment he saw his face in the mirror, which was filled with steam, his heart skipped a beat.
Her natural hair color and neat bangs perfectly highlight her sweet and lovely temperament. Her round almond eyes seem to be filled with streams reflecting starlight, adding a touch of purity to her cuteness - it seems to be the concrete embodiment of the lingering dream of young first love in the heart of every clean and sunny boy.
There is not a trace of scheming or affectation, just like a white lotus stained with the clear morning dew.
It turned out that her past, half disfigured and decadent due to allergies, was always painted with a layer of black ink in her memory, but she had forgotten it - no, she had never thought that her 15-year-old self could be so beautiful.
She didn't really want to praise her enemy, but she had to admit a cruel fact—
This woman's taste and vision are indeed as sharp as ever.
However, she was reluctant to admit this fact frankly. After hesitating for a moment, she said reluctantly, "It's okay. It unexpectedly suits my taste."
"You're quite good at choosing words. You've already made yourself look like a ghost, yet you say your current look suits your taste... But since you're not deliberately calling me ugly and demeaning me because you see me as an enemy, I won't complain any more."
At this moment, Chu Moyin's back was completely turned. Even with the bathroom door open, her expression couldn't be seen, but her voice seemed to tremble a little, which was rare. "By the way... if you want to take a shower, can you please close the bathroom door? What if you catch a cold or a fever during this critical period, and something goes wrong and unfortunately overlaps with the events of your previous life? That would be no fun."
"I know. I will definitely take good care of myself and study hard. I will never let you get what you want or give you the opportunity to look down on me—" Chu Shangli pinched the bathroom door handle and asked the doubts in his heart before closing the door: "By the way, Chu Moyin, why did your voice just now shake a little? Even your breathing is a little rapid now—"
“That…that’s because…”
Chu Moyin paused, as if trying to sort out his emotions.
After a moment, her voice returned to its usual calmness. "I'm so relieved to finally not have to deliberately cater to my rival with the person I like that my voice is shaking with excitement. Also, please don't show off your still-unformed body. It hurts my eyes and my head."
"I'm really sorry if it hurts your eyes. But no matter how bad my figure is, no matter how tall or thin you are or how straight and long your legs are, at least I don't need breast pads, let alone wearing breast pads and still feel like I'm at an airport in the Amazon Plain—" Chu Shangli made a face at Chu Moyin's back and slammed the door shut.
She puffed her cheeks, angrily thinking that she had seen a completely new self in the dressing mirror and still had some illusions about Chu Moyin, but in the end, she still treated her as a love rival that she had to compete with?!
The hot water pouring down from the shower reminded her of the sticky feeling of blood spilling on her body in the horrific dream last night, and she also remembered Chu Moyin's previous words about moving up the schedule to kill Wei Shengfan and seize the Chu family.
She was not without suspicion about the taste of linseed oil in the snacks and his strange attitude, but compared to Chu Moyin, who cruelly killed everyone in the Chu and Weisheng families and imprisoned her in her previous life, it was really hard for her to doubt Wei Shengfan, whom she had always taken good care of before her rebirth. Doubting this relationship would be like denying the entire meaning of the past and completely overturning her previous life.
Outside the bathroom, Chu Moyin heard the door behind her finally lock. She lowered her hand that was blocking her vision, patted her chest, let out a long breath, and complained with a hint of dissatisfaction: "What a silly girl! Even with a bra, it's still like an airport on the Amazon plains! I don't have any bra pads."
Her eyes flickered, and she murmured rather sadly, "It's precisely because of this silly girl that she heard what I just said and misunderstood it. My confession must have sounded like a declaration of war to her."
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