An Yiqing frowned, looking at Nan Tian disapprovingly, strongly opposing Nan Tian's decision to reveal her own scars to the public.
It seemed that Nan Tian felt An Yiqing's gaze, as she turned her head to look over and flashed her a grin with her small white teeth. "Silly woman, I have to face my unbearable past eventually, isn't now the perfect opportunity?"
An Yiqing's heart gradually calmed, and her brow slowly relaxed. Her watery eyes gently flickered, and suddenly she felt that the girl grinning foolishly at her had truly matured.
In response to Nan Tian's proposal, the reporters whispered among themselves. Ultimately, their fear couldn't overpower their intense curiosity, and they all expressed a desire to see the photos of Nan Tian's disfigured face.
Nan Tian grinned, her smile full of schadenfreude. She walked over to the press area with her phone, showing the uncovered photos to all the reporters.
