Mrs. Gao's brow furrowed. "So clumsy! What kind of behavior is this!"
The maid lost her footing and fell to the ground as she stumbled back. Her eyes, fixed on Mrs. Gao, were filled with shock and horror.
"Madam, your... your face!"
"What's wrong with my face?" Mrs. Gao raised a hand to touch it, but the texture beneath her fingers felt strange.
Her once-smooth skin now felt bumpy and incredibly rough to the touch.
Her heart sank.
Just then, the attention of the other guests was drawn to them. When they saw Mrs. Gao's appearance, they all froze in shock.
Sensing the shift in the atmosphere, Mrs. Gao panicked. She turned to Ye Heng for help. "Husband, I—"
Ye Heng's eyelid twitched.
A dense red rash had appeared out of nowhere on Mrs. Gao's face and neck!
Mrs. Gao felt a strange itch on her face and couldn't resist scratching it.
Where she scratched, flat welts instantly appeared, visible to the naked eye. Their varying shades of dark red and purple were a horrifying sight.
