To Make He Yu Regret - Chapter 50

Jiang Xiaozhen quietly became good-looking after his 22nd birthday.

I found the makeup, hairstyle, and clothing style that suits me. The persistent weight loss has achieved remarkable results. Her body deflated like a deflated balloon.

When Xu Meiyin talked with Jiang Xiaozhen, she couldn’t help being proud of her: “Although we Xiaozhen do things more twists and turns than others, it doesn’t matter, the results after twists and turns are always good.”

The family’s beauty business is booming. Jiang Yuan and Xu Meiyin told Jiang Xiaozhen not to send money back home. The debts owed will be paid off within this year.

Everything is getting better and better.

Girls in the same dormitory and classmates in the same class didn’t communicate much with Jiang Xiaozhen, but they didn’t hate her or reject her.

On the contrary, seeing her living so hard and trying to be beautiful, they secretly admired her: Jiang Xiaozhen is amazing.

Jiang Xiaozhen realized that she had become good-looking because of the inquiries from classmates and roommates.

“Xiaozhen, your clothes look really good today, where did you buy it?”

“Your eye makeup is so clean, and your eyes look much deeper.”

“Jiang Xiaozhen Jiang Xiaozhen, what brand is your bag?”

“Xiaozhen, your skin has improved so obviously, are there any skin care tips you can share?”

Jiang Xiaozhen’s looks good, the kind that will dress up a little girl.

The choice of clothes that emphasized strengths and avoided weaknesses concealed the parts of her body that did not lose weight properly, and the hairstyle that modified her face narrowed her face. After many times of practice, the most suitable foundation and lipstick color, enlarge the eye makeup and cosmetic contact lenses, let the nose shadow and highlight of the nose bridge, and sharpen the chin line shadow powder.

An unqualified foundation, through her careful management, finally met the public’s aesthetics.

Jiang Xiaozhen kept remembering what He Yu said to her.

In high school, he talked about practicing Mandarin because he cared about the accent that others laughed at him.

She asked him: “Why compromise for others’ aesthetics? To you, it’s unfair, isn’t it?”

“It’s not fair.” He said, “But if I mind, then change it.”

If you want to change, change it and face your own ugliness. That’s what Jiang Xiaozhen did. It sounds like the right path, doesn’t it.

However, when she was 22 years old, Jiang Xiaozhen seemed to wake up suddenly.

This society, these people, are accepting her and welcoming her out of their own world.

When Jiang Xiaozhen stood in the crowd, she heard all the mockery of others who had been closed to her for many years.

She realized how ugly and annoying she was.

The loud chuckles in the past: ugly girls, fat pigs, freaks, accusers, autistic children, fake princesses, how much is it now? Are they cleanable?

“Come on, Jiang Xiaozhen, you are doing well.” The voices around her continued to encourage her.

Jiang Xiaozhen, who was praised, spoke less and less.

Come on.

Refueling is to go further, is it still insufficient, is to maintain the status quo to survive.

To what extent is it enough to get rid of this soul, this body?

The eyes should be bigger, the nose should be bigger and smaller, the arms should be thinner, and the face should be whiter. Jiang Xiaozhen picked up the mirror critically and took photos over and over again.

Pulling on the loose skin on the waist and legs because of the rapid weight loss, pinched myself until it hurts and pinched marks.

So ugly.

Losing weight is still ugly.

How could this be? Reduce it a bit more? Many places have to be reduced.

She couldn’t remember the last time she ate a meal normally, smelled meat and even reflexively wanted to vomit.

“Come on, Jiang Xiaozhen.” Cheering up, she squeezed a smile at herself in the mirror.

How to admit it, in fact, can’t hold on.

Going to the present, suffocating a breath.

Continue to cheer, continue to gritted his teeth, it is still far from reaching the destination.

That time, Jiang Xiaozhen nervously called He Yu’s number.

There was a quick connection, and the familiar voice asked politely.

“Hello, who are you looking for?”

He deleted her number.

Son of a bitch.

Jiang Xiaozhen vowed to hate He Yu forever.