"Right, I also believe that it's been adjusted."
This group of girls did not need to be responsible for their words. Thus, everyone wanted to look for a sense of existence, as if they were justified in speaking.
Betty, who was at the side, sat beside them. At this moment, she really wanted to stand up and tell the group of girls that she did not take the surgery. It was natural.
Betty angrily withdrew her eyes, only to see that the man beside her was sizing her up, as if he was thinking about this question.
Betty immediately moved closer to his ear, gritting her teeth as she retorted, "I, did, not, take, the, facial, plastic, surgery."
"I believe you." Bryson replied with a low and gentle laugh.
When the group of girls beside them continued to talk about her plastic surgery, Betty's
