Chapter 340

Early the next morning, I opened my eyes before the alarm went off and sat bolt upright. What’s a face, anyway? If it’s ruined, it’s ruined. It’s no big deal. Jubaoge is so hideous, yet I got used to looking at it eventually. Besides, fifty years from now, everyone’s face will be as wrinkled as a dishcloth. Inner beauty is the only beauty that lasts. Even if Yan Luo really did turn into a giant, well... I could... Probably... Accept it... I steeled myself, poured myself a metaphorical bowl of chicken soup for the soul, ate my breakfast, dropped off the kids, and headed to work. I carried the breakfast, swiped my card to enter Mr. Hello’s apartment, set the food out, and knocked on his bedroom door. "Hello, Mr. Hello, this is Lianhe. Are you awake?" A flurry of chaotic noises came from inside, and then the door opened a crack. Mr. Hello stood there in long sleeves and trousers, wearing sunglasses and a mask, leaning on a crutch. He looked at me, appearing rather disheveled.