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With such a face, Xu Niannian suddenly felt like crying without tears, my god, this was the epitome of cheap and coquettish.
Having transformed into this look, Xu Niannian had nowhere to cry.
She covered her face, feeling mortified and close to death.
Hoping no one would notice her change.
Xu Niannian also found it strange that even though there were no changes in her skin color or facial features, her demeanor had changed, making it feel like her whole being was different, yet she couldn't pinpoint what exactly was different.
Now she looked just like a typical vixen.
It was really killing her.
In order to reduce this feeling, Xu Niannian deliberately dressed up before going out, in a white long-sleeved dress, with strappy sandals on her feet, and her hair braided into a plait that was tossed over one side.
Her forehead sported airy bangs.
She tried to dress in a pure and lovely manner as much as possible.