"There have been quite a few people watching me lately, so just in case, it's better if we don't meet again." Ding Long spoke without ever letting his gaze rest on Gu En's face for even a second. Despite being a grown man, the sight of that face still made his stomach churn with nausea, as if he was about to vomit.
"Suit yourself." Gu En moved her lips slightly in a smirk as she began flipping through her belongings. Her demeanor, her tone, it was as if she was still the arrogant and untouchable Gu En of the past.
Yet it was precisely that smile that made her face all the more horrifying.
"Gu En, I just don't get it. How can you do something so vicious to your own face? To end up like this, do you really think it was worth it?" Even now, Ding Long couldn't believe that when Gu En woke up, she actually told him she had set the fire herself—just to disfigure her face in such a way that no one would recognize her.
