Wen Qiao really didn't expect Lin Ruochun to give such an answer and couldn't help but laugh out loud. After receiving Lin Ruochun's resentful gaze, she coughed twice and cleared her throat, examining Lin Ruochun closely.
When Lin Ruochun wasn't wearing makeup, she actually looked quite young, with an oval face, round almond eyes, cherry lips, and a hint of baby fat still on her cheeks. Her bare-faced look gave one the feeling of seeing their first love.
And not to mention, this shoulder-length bob really made her look like a high school student.
"Sister, have you considered taking a different path?"
Wen Qiao put her hand on her shoulder and mischievously flicked her chin with her index finger.
"What?"
Wen Qiao sincerely suggested, "How about endorsing children's clothing?"
"Wen Qiao!" Lin Ruochun flared up, "Can't you talk like a normal person for once?"
"Not really."
"...."
Lin Ruochun didn't want to say another word.
