Xu Jiayang's face was twisted with frustration, and upon closer inspection, one could see that the tips of his ears were slightly red.
"It's just a bit of broken skin near the mouth, what's with all the fuss, do you really need to overreact like this?"
"How can I not? My face is the poster boy for the company, I single-handedly uphold the entire company's aesthetic value, and now it's ruined. Tell me, is that not worth fussing over?"
Xu Jiayang couldn't help but retort, "The company has plenty of male artists." There was no need for him to raise the bar for looks.
Besides, Hongtu's true icon of looks is Xia Weibao, alright? Whether in men's or women's attire, she's a knockout!
But Leng Yan did have a really handsome face, definitely no less than those male celebrities in the entertainment industry.
Saying he upholds Hongtu's aesthetic value...that could pass muster...
Xu Jiayang felt a bit dumbfounded; why was he even thinking about this?
