"Yes." Xu Min, no, it was Cen Ning. She cheerfully took out the big pillow from her belly, "Lun Ting, how was my performance? If I were to enter the acting industry, I'd definitely become famous with just one movie. But you hit me pretty hard earlier. Look at how my face got so swollen. It really pains me to death."
Lun Ting glanced at her face, which was swollen a good half an inch, and clicked his tongue against his teeth. "If it's not convincing enough, how will they believe it over there? Go apply some ice on your face quickly. If you're disfigured, you might never get married."
"Hmph, you're the one who did it. If I really get disfigured and can't get married, then I'll have to marry you."
The old lady on the side couldn't stand it any longer, "Hey, stop flirting and bickering. Hurry up and help me remove this makeup. The old lady's makeup is really uncomfortable."
Others looked over and, seeing her like that, burst out laughing. The makeup was indeed quite extraordinary.
