Chapter 167 Demanding Scar Removal Cream

The girl clutched the lotus and dragonfly hair clip that had been broken in two, her pitiful appearance with tears streaming down her face, making everyone's heart ache.

"It's just a hair clip, no need to be so upset. Uncle will buy you another one, I guarantee it will be a hundred times prettier than this one."

"It's different. This is the first birthday gift I've ever received. It has special meaning." After saying that, she started to cry softly again. Liu Yun patted her back and comforted her gently.

Standing awkwardly in the ward, Li Chen and Yun Xia exchanged a glance, both seeing the other's helplessness and restraint. Seeing the two of them crying and trying to persuade each other endlessly, Li Chen whispered and suggested, "Um... there should be craftsmen in Rongcheng who can repair jewelry, right? Even the most delicate hair clip can be fixed with a little time, right?"

Upon hearing this, the two people who were embracing were both stunned for a moment. Liu Xiaohe wiped away her tears and said, "That's right, we can just find someone to fix it. Waaah, I was so worried that I forgot there was such a way to fix it."

Liu Yunkuang took the hair clip, wrapped it up, and stuffed it into his pocket. "Xiaohe, don't worry. Even if I search the entire Rongcheng, I will find someone who can fix it. Xiaolian is disfigured and in a bad mood. Don't take her words to heart. Get some rest and I'll come see you again tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, the girl grasped the young man's hand, her large, rabbit-like eyes filled with reluctance. After a brief tug-of-war and expressions of affection between uncle and niece, Liu Yunkuang led the onlookers away.

On the way back to the villa, Liu Yunxiang patted her chest, still feeling lingering fear, and said, "Two girls, without anyone accompanying them, dared to go up the back mountain. They were incredibly reckless. Look, they got into trouble, didn't they? Sigh, what pretty faces they had. What a pity. I hope they won't be disliked by their future nephew-in-law."

“Little sister, why are you saying these things in front of the child? Your brother is wealthy and powerful, how could he not afford a famous doctor? Don’t worry about hopeless things, just take care of your own little plot of land.”

Forbearance seemed to be ingrained in her bones. Liu Yunxiang lowered her head and remained silent, creating a slightly awkward atmosphere. Yunxia peeled a piece of fruit candy and handed it to the boy beside her. The sweet taste made him squint his eyes in satisfaction.

Three days later, Liu Xiaolian was discharged from the hospital. There were still some fine red marks on her face, which were completely invisible from a distance. Everyone was curious and asked which doctor she had treated and what medicine she had used.

The girl shook her head, saying that it was a scar removal cream given to her by a friend. It was a traditional Chinese medicine with a mild effect. As for the medicine box, she refused to hand it over even if she were beaten to death, and locked it in the cabinet that came with the bed, for fear that someone would find it and tamper with it.

Yes, it's not that she's stingy, but she's afraid of having something tampered with. She once bought a beauty cream by chance, and it worked very well at first, making her skin whiter and more radiant. Unfortunately, one day, her face suddenly became itchy, and the next day her face was covered in pimples. Upon investigation, she found out that the beauty cream had been tampered with and had been given allergenic substances.

From then on, she strictly controlled everything she put on her face, selecting specific brands and locking them in a cabinet so that no one could touch them.

In the morning, a group of people were having a flower arranging class in the back garden, and Yunxia was lucky enough to sneak in a bit.

"The main and secondary elements are clearly distinguished, complementing each other, and the meaning is naturally beautiful. Little girl, do you have a real talent for flower arranging?"

"Teacher, you flatter me. I just randomly inserted things according to my personal preferences. Maybe it's because my aesthetic sense is quite mainstream!"

Flower arrangement requires attention to hierarchy and overall composition, as well as color coordination. With two talented painters in the family, the family's artistic skills have improved significantly over the years.

"Xiaxia, you did a really good job. I've been learning for so long, and my teacher has never praised me even once," Liu Xiaohe said enviously, looking down at her.

"Even if it's grown in a greenhouse, a blade of grass is still just a blade of grass. How dare it compete with a rose? Humph!" Liu Xiaolian said sarcastically, and continued pruning the flower branches.

Li Chen didn't respond. At this moment, he was focused on creating a landscape bonsai. Moss covered the artificial mountain, and thumb-long pine and cypress trees were planted at the mountain peak. If flowing water were added, the meaning would be even more complete.

"Wow, Brother Chen, it's so...beautiful! Can you teach me how to make it?"

The boy's hand trembled slightly, and a piece of moss fell, staining the water in the basin. The boy's eyes narrowed slightly. "Creativity stems from inspiration. If you have no inspiration, what you create is just an empty shell. Teach you? I'm afraid I'm not qualified. Look, your teacher is still here. Where did you put her?"

The girl seemed shocked by the rebuke, taking two steps back in fright, her eyes filled with apology and grievance.

"Miss He, don't be discouraged. Artistic skill can't be improved overnight. Come, let me teach you!" The elegantly dressed flower arrangement teacher defused the awkward atmosphere with just a few words.

Fifteen minutes later, the girl's flower arrangement was finally pleasing to the eye. It was still missing a pink and white rose to embellish it. Mustering her courage, she took small steps to her older sister and said timidly, "Sister Lian, could you give me a pink and white rose? Just one, please... Ah!"

Perhaps annoyed by the girl's nagging, Liu Xiaolian, who was focused on arranging flowers, waved her hand and knocked the girl over. "Ugly people are always up to no good. Are you a porcelain doll? You fell over without even being touched."

The girl, who had fallen into a pile of rose branches, clutched her neck and cried out, "It hurts, it hurts so much!"

Blood trickled down her fair hand, landing with a soft thud on the vibrant red petals, making the girl appear even more pitiful.

"My goodness, my little darling, you're bleeding! Get up quickly, your teacher will take you to get bandaged." With that, he helped the girl up, gave some instructions to the others, and then helped her to the front yard.

"Heh, you're always playing tricks. You've read too many palace intrigue novels, and you get itchy if you don't put them into practice, huh? Hmph, don't you even look around? In the entire Liu family, apart from Second Uncle, who else is going to fall for her tricks!"

After making a sarcastic remark, he lost all interest in flower arranging and simply slumped in his chair, chin in hand, gazing at the clouds in the sky.

Half an hour later, the flower arrangement teacher returned, briefly inspected the work, and then sent them home, instructing them to take good care of Liu Xiaohe, who was injured, in the next few days.

Two days later, after breakfast, the girl with a band-aid on her neck timidly blocked Liu Xiaolian's path.

"Get out of the way, what do you want now?"

"Sister Lian, the wound on my neck... has become infected. Could you please give me some of your traditional Chinese medicine scar-removing ointment? Please, I... don't want to have a scar..."

As she spoke, she tore off a band-aid, revealing several volcano-shaped pustules that nearly made her vomit. Liu Xiaolian covered her mouth and nose, took a few steps back, and said with disgust, "Hey, if you're sick, go to the hospital. The Liu family isn't short of money!"

The girl rubbed the hem of her clothes, her eyes timid as she looked around. "I...don't want to trouble everyone."

"Hehe, am I not among the 'big family'?"

After saying that, she tried to walk away, but the girl started sobbing, grabbed her wrist, and pleaded, "Sister, please, just a little bit, just a little bit, I really don't want to be disfigured!"

"What are you two doing?" Liu Yunkuang had been talking with the old man for a while, and when he came out, he saw the scene in front of him and asked in confusion.

"Second Uncle, my sister didn't bully me. It's Ahe's fault. It's bad enough that I accidentally fell into the rose bushes and got pricked by the thorns, but... I didn't take good care of myself and the wound got infected. Waaah, Second Uncle, Ahe doesn't want to be disfigured!"