"Presence?" A second female voice broke in, it was Dr. Luo Meixue, a plastic surgeon known for her icy charm and gossip radar. "You mean after all the rumors, the infamous Madam Huo shows up and now suddenly she's the portrait of maternal bliss and wifely devotion? You men are so predictable. Give you a pretty face and a tragic silence, and boom, she's an angel. Say something better!"
Shen Yiran scoffed. "Did she even speak a word, or was it all in your head? Maybe the lighting just hit right showcasing her heavily baked face. Or maybe rich people just glow differently and that's something we would need to check into..." You could hear a smirk coming from the other end. Every woman who had money heavily received plastic surgeries and skin care.
