"For me to look at myself!" Bei Yun declared confidently. "Looking at my beautiful self every day makes me feel good, and when I feel good, it's great for my skin. When my skin looks good, I feel even better. It's a very healthy cycle."
Qiao Xiaomai: "..."
The blunt truth—it was impossible to argue with that.
"Speaking of which, you're not young anymore. Haven't you thought about settling down?" Qiao Xiaomai couldn't stand his narcissistic manner and couldn't help asking, "Don't you want to leave behind descendants for your branch of the family?"
"No." When talking about his family's history, Bei Yun's smile instantly faded. "The poison in my body hasn't been completely cleansed. My descendants would inevitably inherit this poison, and the pain of its manifestation is unbearable."
