Thinking of this, Jiang Xiachu's nose suddenly felt sore and the voice of Sui Sui kept echoing in his ears.
In the previous life, when Suisui followed her, he suffered a lot and did not live a happy life.
Now that she was reborn and owned such a nice place and house, Suisui was unable to enjoy it with her.
In the past, whenever she had something, she would think of giving it to Sui Sui first, because she wanted to see her happy, but now she no longer has that opportunity.
She could imagine how happy and fond Suisui would be when she saw such a beautiful house.
Suisui is very well-behaved and sensible. Even when he is bullied, he never cries, for fear of making her worry.
In the past, Jiang Xiachu would feel a little guilty towards Sui Sui because she was too sensible.
She left her before she had the chance to lead her daughter to a good life.
The more Jiang Xiachu thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. It was as if a knife was stabbing into his heart, the pain was suffocating and depressing.
Jiang Xiachu took a deep breath and raised his hand to wipe away the tears that were sliding down the corners of his eyes.
There was no point in her being sad now.
She needs to control her emotions and live the present life well.
She closed the window, lowered the curtains, and sat down on the chair in front of the dressing table.
There was a wooden comb and some scissors in the box on the table, nothing special.
Jiang Xiachu simply opened the drawer under the dressing table.
The things inside were neatly arranged, filling the entire drawer, which made Jiang Xiachu speechless.
There are actually all kinds of cosmetics, as well as some skin care products and hair care products.
Because Jiang Hongyan kept brainwashing her that it was bad for the skin, she basically never used these things before.
Jiang Hongyan didn't allow her to use it, but He Yiran had a complete set.
She watched it all silently, but knew she was biased, so there was nothing she could do and she could only swallow all the bitterness and grievances.
The cosmetics in this drawer seemed to be more complete than He Yiran's, with more exquisite packaging. They looked expensive and were all brand new.
Jiang Xiachu couldn't help but sigh once again: She is so lucky in this life.
Fortunately, I have an extra space, and the good things in the space are more and more, and everything is complete.
What kind of god could make something like this?
The more she thought about it, the more she lamented.
Jiang Xiachu glanced at the wooden box on the table, took out a hairpin from it, looked in the mirror, and pinned up her thick bangs to reveal her fair and full forehead.
Jiang Xiachu looked at herself in the mirror, the corners of her lips slightly raised.
I have had such thick bangs for so many years, but fortunately I haven't got any acne on my forehead. In addition, I just used the spiritual spring water to wash my face, so my face looks delicate and tender.
Such heavy bangs will suppress the beauty of your face by 30 to 40 percent, no matter how beautiful it is.
Now that she has lifted her hair up to reveal her entire face, it makes her face look smaller and her facial features more delicate.
Jiang Xiachu has a small face and was born with a pair of slightly upturned fox eyes, but her eyes are big and somewhat charming, but not too much. Her clear pupils are black and bright, and her skin is soft and white.
She is very beautiful.
If she tied up her bangs, this face would definitely be considered as a gentle beauty, unique in the area, delicate and charming.
The ugly and hideous scar on his left cheek was a bit of a spoiler, but it had recovered a lot since it was scratched.
Judging from the healing speed of this spiritual spring water, it is estimated that within three days, the scar will be completely healed.
Jiang Xiachu thought for a moment, constantly recalling the memories of his past life.
After many years, her memory has become a little fuzzy.
However, as far as she could remember, the art troupe’s assessment would be held the week after she and Lu Huaiyan got engaged.
Just a few days later.
She must be admitted to the art troupe.
But now she has changed so much suddenly that it might arouse Jiang Hongyan's suspicion.
By then she will definitely think too much and come to question her.
She clenched the jade pendant in her hand, her eyes full of determination.
She must protect this jade pendant well. It must not fall into the hands of Jiang Hongyan and He Yiran, and it must not be discovered by anyone.
In this case, it is better to have less trouble than more.
Jiang Xiachu thought about this and looked at herself in the mirror. After hesitating for a moment, she raised her hand to take off the hairpin that was stuck on her head and let her bangs down.
Let's just pretend for now.
She picked up the comb on the table and combed her bangs again, then took out an eyebrow pencil from the drawer and drew along the scar that was about to heal, making the scar a little deeper.
After finishing the painting, Jiang Xiachu looked in the mirror and always felt that something was missing.
Jiang Xiachu's eyes lit up when he looked at the eyeshadow palette in the drawer. He took out a small brush and continued to deepen the scar on his face.
After just a few strokes, the area around the scar became red and swollen, making it look even more hideous and terrifying.
Only then did Jiang Xiachu put the things down with satisfaction.
This works well.
In her previous life, what she envied most was seeing others paint themselves beautifully, put on foundation, and apply lipstick.
She spent a lot of effort learning how to put on makeup, and her biggest worry every day was how to cover up the scars left after healing, but the results were always unsatisfactory.
The wound was too deep at the time, and even though it has healed, it still leaves an uneven scar that cannot be covered no matter how hard you try.
Many times when she looked in the mirror, she was frightened by her own face.
She didn't know how long it took her to convince herself before she was able to reconcile with her disfigured face.
But girls always love beauty, and when they see others dressed up beautifully, they always feel a little timid.
It was not until later that she realized that her face was not ugly at all. Apart from the scar, her whole face had no flaws.
Especially her fox eyes, so tender and gentle.
Before she was disfigured, she was already a great beauty.
Her thick bangs hid her features for so many years, and no one could see her true appearance, so no one noticed that she was actually a beauty.
All of this was done by Jiang Hongyan.
It was also at that time that Jiang Xiachu finally came to her senses and realized that the source of all this was simply because Jiang Hongyan didn't like her.
No matter how beautiful she is, Jiang Hongyan will not be happy to see her.
Every time she wanted to dress up a little, Jiang Hongyan would always nag in her ear.
"Don't you still believe me? A little girl with bangs is so pretty! You should keep your bangs in the future, don't let them get stuck, listen to me."
"Why are you putting on makeup? Did I raise you to this age just to let you do nothing and mess with yourself all day?"
"Don't blame me, I'm doing this for your own good. Makeup is bad for your health. It caused a rash on your face. Your skin is already bad, do you want it to get worse? I don't have that much money to treat you!"
"Your sister's cosmetics? She has good skin, so she can use them as much as she wants! How can mom be partial? Besides, why are you competing with her? She is your sister, and as an elder sister, can't you give in to her a little bit?"
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