Chapter 4197 What's the Point of Being a CEO? Isn't Running a Street Stall Better? (2)
She could barely accept the other things, but what the hell did he mean by saying her eyes were too big?
People had plastic surgery, got double-eyelid procedures, and had their inner and outer corners opened precisely to make their eyes look bigger and more lively, didn't they?
So why, when it came to her, did he want to make them smaller?
Was there something wrong with his brain, or with his taste?
Su Qiao narrowed her eyes and glanced toward the back of the man preparing for the surgery. "Tell me the truth. What exactly is wrong with this guy?"
"A perfectionist? Obsessive-compulsive? Or does he just have different tastes from ordinary people?"
Other than that, she really couldn't think of any other explanation.
No, his taste was the same as normal people's. It was just that you weren't the person he liked.
"A substitute?" Su Qiao thought for a long time, but never expected that to be the answer.
Hah, this guy was really bold. He actually dared to treat her like this.
But...
"Was this girl out of her mind, too? She actually agreed to something like this?"
Anyone with a remotely normal brain wouldn't agree to such a ridiculous thing, right?
So what if he was her boyfriend? Even family members couldn't demand such a thing.
Any man who dared to make such a demand of her and treat her this way—even if he was outstanding—would be turned into a specimen by her.
She didn't know that she was merely a substitute. By the time she found out, it was already too late.
After undergoing plastic surgery several times, her body had suffered varying degrees of damage and developed all