Han Yiyao blushed slightly, but the two of them had already engaged in the most intimate acts a man and a woman could, so what was there to be shy about, she said, "It's those days every woman has each month!"
Zhou Heng was stunned for a moment before he realized what she meant—it was those inconvenient days, which he despised the most.
"My aunt destroyed her own beauty to protect herself, to keep the family from forcing her into marriage!" Han Yiyao continued.
Zhou Heng was taken aback, suddenly feeling a surge of respect for that woman.
Although he had never met Han Yiyao's aunt, from Han Yiyao's ethereal beauty alone, it was clear her aunt must have also been a breathtakingly gorgeous woman. For such a beauty, appearance was sometimes more important than life itself.
Destroying her own face required immense courage!
Admirable yet pitiful, for this was a man's world; did a man ever need to destroy his own face to avoid marriage?