“No!” Mu Biqiong screamed miserably.

As her veil came off, an unearthly beautiful face entered Nie Tian’s sight.

Mu Biqiong’s face was white and immaculate, as if she were from a painting that a brilliant artist had spent his whole life to finish.

Even Nie Tian, who had grown used to seeing beautiful girls, gasped at her beauty.

Yin Yanan gave a cold harrumph and said with a somewhat jealous tone, “A beauty indeed. What have you been thinking, veiling such a fine face all the time?”

Nie Tian couldn’t help but clap and marvel, “Beautiful indeed...”

However, Mu Biqiong didn’t seem pleased by their reactions at all. Instead, she seemed rather panicked.

In the next moment, Nie Tian was surprised to notice that the patterns of two flowers gradually appeared on her extremely pretty face.

They seemed to be hiding under her skin. Only when her veil was lifted would they appear bit by bit.

The flower patterns...