The Wary Affections of The CEO

“Sigh, I’ve already drunk a belly full of water,” she patted her stomach. “I don’t know why I’m listening to you.”

Those exercise plans, recipes, and etiquette courses made her head hurt. She knew she didn’t need them at all.

“Perhaps because you know that a little modification is good for you.”

She raised an eyebrow, “What do you mean?”

Yuan Xingcan smiled slightly, “I know no girl doesn’t want to look a bit prettier, especially in front of her crush.”

She blushed, “What are you talking about? I don’t understand.”

“I mean, you’ll meet someone you truly like in the future, and you’ll want to be a bit more perfect for him.”

“No way. I’m just me. The person I like will see my true self, not my exterior. If he doesn’t, I won’t like him either.”

“Of course,” Yuan Xingcan nodded in agreement. “I believe you have the insight to find someone who truly loves you.”

“Unfortunately, Grandpa and my brother don’t think so,” she made a face. “Why do they think I’ll definitely be happy just by becoming beautiful? Why do they, who clearly love and care about me, think arranging my marriage to a stranger is for my own good?”

Yuan Xingcan sighed, “Honestly, I can’t answer that. I find it hard to understand too.”

“If becoming beautiful is so important to Grandpa and my brother, I’ll cooperate,” she smiled mischievously. “After all, you’ll help me, right?

Yes, I will translate the text directly into English:

“That’s right, my job is to help you become a beautiful woman, but obviously my definition of beauty is quite different from your brother’s. I think you are natural and sincere, a genuine beautiful woman.”

“I’m a beautiful woman?” She burst out laughing, “Even if I’m this fat?”

“Even if you’re this fat,” Yuan Xingcan nodded, “But I really think you should change your diet habits. High calories and high cholesterol are killers of your health.”

“Just don’t make me eat salad every day,” Ke Xueye said: “I’ll be scared to death! By the way, don’t tell my brother.”

That salad maniac, she didn’t want to hear his salad lectures.

“I won’t,” she smiled slightly, “This is our secret.”

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