As soon as the two had gotten home, Su Ran immediately launched into picture-editing mode on her cellphone.
“What are you doing?” Watching Su Ran being so focused on staring at her cellphone screen and poking at it like a mad woman with a with-the-exception-of-a-tsunami-do-not-bother-me look, Su Han finally couldn’t help but asked in a low voice.
Su Ran: Huh? Did her son just say something to her?
“Did you just say something, son?” Su Ran squeezed out one second from her task at hand, lifted her head, looked at Su Han, and asked.
“No, nothing.” Su Han frowned and grumbled. “All I asked was what are you doing? It’s just a photo.”
Why was she spending so much time on it?
And, for some odd reasons, Su Han had a bad feeling looking the excitement on the woman’s face and the bizarre smile that appeared on her from time to time as she stared at the photo.
“I am editing the photo, of course,” said Su Han as she carried on working on the photo.
The photo was taking from a selfie angle and the background was the bus top. In the photo, Su Ran and Su Han stood on both sides.
Su Ran has a very unconservative smile on her face.
For more details on her smile, reference the mother-and-son photo uploaded to the parents’ chat group by Du WenTao’s mother.
As for Su Han.
Even though the adolescence youth still had his usual cool and stuck-up look on him and perhaps even with some resentment toward Su Ran, but he was at least somewhat cooperative, unlike the forced look on Du WenTao.
Su Han’s lips twitched when he heard that.
“What were you doing before then?”
This woman had been messing around with these photos their entire trip home. As for the son, he had been completely ignored by her since Su Ran had taken a bunch of photos that she was happy with.
“I was sorting through the photos earlier. There were so many of them, I must spend some time on sorting them out,” said Su Ran.
Even though the agreement was just one photo at the very beginning.
But, just one? No way!
Su Ran had quite a few pictures of the two of them in her cellphone and this was the best one.
With the both of them being very attractive individuals, the photo was very pleasing to the eyes.
Su Han, too, looked at the picture that was on Su Ran’s cellphone.
“It looks just fine to me. Why do you need to edit it?” Su Han frowned and asked, baffled and also feeling slightly resentful.
He was standing next to this woman in the photo. There was nothing wrong with that.
Wasn’t that normal?
Su Han grumbled but refused to admit that that was a pretty good picture of them.
Never mind about himself, this woman was much better looking than mothers of all of his classmates.
“Of course I need to edit it. You don’t understand. This is the minimum respect that one needs to pay a photo!” It has nothing to do with how pretty the two of them were!
Regardless of what her son thought, Su Ran made up stuff in the most righteous way.
And then her slender and delicate fingers continued to poke around on the photo.
Blur out the background.
Microdermabrasion – Sure, let’s have a little bit of that.
Whitening – Okay, we can have a little bit of that as well. Maybe a shade lighter.
Face shape – Nah. That’s good enough already.
Trimming – Definitely not necessary. Su Ran’s features were delicate enough as it stood.
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As for her son next to her.
He was quite handsome already. There was no editing necessary. She only needed to edit herself.
Oh, right, then there was that scar.
Looking at her 3 ~ 4 cm long scar in the photo, Su Ran hesitated for a little bit. Even though it didn’t really affect her look, but might as well remove it.
Her reaction did not escape Su Han.
As though he had suddenly recalled something, a sense of sternness flashed through Su Han’s originally relaxed face.
“You…”
“Huh?” Not noticing the change in her son’s look, Su Ran responded reflexively. “What?”
“This…” Struggling a little bit, Su Han finally pointed at Su Ran’s forehead and asked, “How did that happen?”