In the silent venue, Qin Yurou, with a stunning face and dressed in a white dress, walks gracefully, but her beautiful eyes have always been subtly focused on Shen Qiang. Moreover, her heart inexplicably becomes conflicted.
"The lipstick is made by myself using bee wax, walnut oil, and Fog Scene Orchid dew. I wonder if Shen Qiang would prefer a brighter color, like the one that Weisheng Zhimei uses."
"My dress is already very long, almost dragging to the foot, but I'm still wearing sandals. Would Shen Qiang think I'm not mature enough?"
"Does he not like my pearl earrings? I wore them especially for him."
The campus flower of the Medical University and Young Master of Medicine King Valley, Qin Yurou, finds herself inexplicably anxious.
Meanwhile, Shen Qiang is utterly captivated.
Qin Yurou is indeed beautiful.
That is undoubtedly true.
But when she was in Medical University, Qin Yurou never wore makeup.
