"Oh well, if my skin's at stake," Shen Yuan says with a laugh. "Then very well, I concede. Pray A-Sang will be generous in his victory." And he immediately reaches for one of the fancy desserts, because loads of sugar is great for one's skin, obviously.

(Does Shen Yuan know the first thing about actual skin care? He does not! Is he going to stop him from enjoying himself on Huaisang's dime? It won't! This is pure 'that sign won't stop me because I can't read' enjoyment here, folks.)