As Jiang Zuo placed the tissue down while he watched her, Brother Xue heaved a sigh of relief.
Even though he had always worshipped Jiang Zuo, he still couldn't get rid of the oppression he felt.
Xue Yaoyao had indeed lost weight though, her clothes were hanging over her smaller frame even though Feng Yi had gotten her a smaller sized uniform.
Every Fatty that had slimmed down was indeed a successful contrarian.
Xue Yaoyao had always been fair-looking. Probably due to fatigue, she was still dressed in her battle uniform, looking suave and cool.
In order to play with ease, she had even made a change to her hairstyle.
In the past, she would have it spread out with a thick set of bangs, but now, she had it tied into a high ponytail, her dark hair complementing her bright eyes and beauty emitting from her.
Even Father Jiang complimented her. "Yaoyao has changed for the better."
Mother Xue was glad.
