Fate
Éditeur: Atlas Studios
"Fanxing, Xianxian, how did you know we were here?"
Lou Ruoyi's words attracted the attention of the women in the shop.
Yuan Sichun looked up at Shen Fanxing and Lan Xianxian in surprise.
"Who is it?" A young girl walked to Yuan Sichun's side and asked. Her makeup was exquisite and her outfit matched the fashion trend.
"Ah! She's so ugly. What's that on her forehead?!"
Before anyone could speak, the young girl suddenly screamed. The disgust on her face pierced through their hearts.
Lan Xianxian's face turned pale, then red, then white. In the end, she subconsciously took two steps back and buried her head deeply. She reached out to touch her hair in an attempt to cover the red birthmark on her forehead.
"Why didn't you cover yourself when you went out? Don't you find it embarrassing? Not only are you ugly, you even came out to scare people!"