Luckily, the cutting flesh that Aunt mentioned was just going to a cosmetic surgery hospital for a minor procedure.
She thought she really had to cut her own flesh with a knife!
Gu Pinting took a deep breath and tried to return to the socialite circle with a natural demeanor: "Hey, sorry, my beauties, I was in the bathroom for a while. Weren’t you all curious about the production crew’s matters? Actually, Xi Langyue, he..."
Before she could finish, everyone’s attention had already shifted from her to the door:
"Oh, Brother Lang Yue is here! Brother Lang Yue looks so manly in person, much more handsome than those rich young masters..."
"Who’s that little girl next to Brother Lang Yue? She looks so delicate and lovely, and her white dress is so pretty."
"I just found out that Brother Lang Yue and Gu Pinting aren’t even in the same production crew. Maybe Brother Lang Yue isn’t even confident in her ever-changing face and weight?"
Gu Pinting’s face stiffened: "..."
Turns out everyone hadn’t forgotten about her sudden weight gain earlier.
Especially contrasted with the petite and slender Wu Qianman, she looked particularly big and bulky.
Gu Pinting’s face was full of shame and anger as she watched everyone flock to Xi Langyue for autographs and photos, with Wu Qianman beside him also loved by everyone, surrounded and questioned endlessly, while she was completely ignored to the side.
No, she couldn’t wait for the party to end; she had to go to the cosmetic surgery hospital to cut flesh now! ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭⟡𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦⟡𝘯𝘦𝘵
Gu Pinting clenched her fingers and lifted her dress as she walked head down towards the door.
She hadn’t even taken two steps.
Suddenly, a force from behind pushed her out, causing her to lose her balance and stagger heavily.
A loud "zip!" sound was heard.
Once again, she became the focus of the entire place.
All eyes fell on her in shock: "Pinting, you..."
They saw Gu Pinting’s gown split open from the waist, exposing a thick "swimming ring" around her waist.
The back was even worse.
The fabric burst open like a spider web, revealing a large patch of fatty flesh like marbled meat.
"Oh my God, how much self-control does Pinting lack to get this fat."
"How did she even get into a production crew to be an actress?"
"Even if it’s through the casting couch, how can the director stomach this physique?"
"Being this fat and playing the sacred Nuwa in my heart? I refuse to watch her show!"
Everyone shook their heads.
Gu Pinting felt humiliated to death at this moment!
The thin veil on her shoulders struggled to cover; could cover the front but not the back, could cover the top but not the bottom, she felt all eyes like poisonous thorns stabbing into her back fiercely!
She raised her head, wanting to snap at the person who bumped her, to divert everyone’s attention: "How do you walk, are you sick—"
The moment she spoke, the cold back of the man gave her a deep shiver: "Fourth Lord... S-sorry!"
The one who bumped her was Nangong Mo.
She was really unlucky.
Knowing she couldn’t gain anything from Nangong Mo and offending this man would be endless trouble, Gu Pinting had no choice but to swallow her grievances, and quickly slithered out, tail between her legs.
Even more embarrassed and frantic than Gu Shiyin’s earlier escape.
Nangong Mo didn’t care who he had bumped into or how embarrassed they became.
When Wu Qianman entered the room, her dazzling white clothes caught his eye, and instinctively, he strode over.
When he was just a few meters away from Wu Qianman.
His steps abruptly stopped.
"Not her, you’re not her..." Disappointment filled Nangong Mo’s eyes, impossible to hide!
This girl in white was not the one he was looking for.
Endless desolation silently emanated from his cold demeanor...