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"Huh? Oh no, you're fine."

Bai Zhi snapped back to reality as she felt her cheeks burn, but it wasn't because she was feeling bashful as her eyes remained ablaze, glaring at Meng Fan. "Fan, what did you do this time? Why do I feel like you've gotten more attractive!"

She then reached out and squeezed his face. "I don't feel any plastic surgery! It's like you look the same, but your entire person is much more attractive!"

"Sister Bai, your hands are so greasy!"

Meng Fan touched his face, feeling the oil slicked on him. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

He was nervous after all, but not because he was scared of Bai Zhi discovering something; it was more instinctive. After all, Charm was a metaphysical attribute. Even if it was Bai Zhi facing him, he still felt strange. He couldn't describe it, but he couldn't shake off the feeling, either.