After Yan Qing returned home from the hospital, he kept looking at his cell phone with a dull expression, as if he had gone crazy.
Huo Beiting had prepared the meal. He walked over to Yan Qing and called her several times before he saw her looking at him blankly.
"What's wrong?"
Huo Beiting stretched out his hand and waved it gently in front of Yan Qing. He never expected that such a simple action would make Yan Qing burst into tears.
"I'm done. Look at the scar on my forehead. What am I going to do from now on? I won't be that delicate girl anymore! There won't be that many people who like me then. In this age where looks are everything, I'm done. I'm completely ruined!"
Yan Qing cried and hugged Huo Beiting tightly, not caring about her image in front of Huo Beiting. Her snot and tears covered Huo Beiting's shoulders.
Huo Beiting's face darkened. He still didn't know how Yan Qing was injured, but after lowering his head, his face regained its original gentle expression.
"It's okay, how could no one like you? Don't worry, I will always be by your side and will never leave you!"
The atmosphere should have been very warm, but Yan Qing's words broke it.
Yan Qing raised her head and frowned, then gently tapped Huo Beiting's shoulder with her hand and said softly, "Of course I won't leave me! After all, you still have to rely on me to support you!"
Yan Qing sobbed a few times and used Huo Beiting's clothes as a face towel to clean herself up.
"I'll feel better after crying and letting out some emotion. It's okay. It's already like this, so scars are inevitable!"
Yan Qing pursed her lips as she spoke, pushed Huo Beiting away, and went to the dining table.
Huo Beiting saw that Yan Qing had finally calmed down. Although he was very curious about how Yan Qing got injured in just one morning, he swallowed the questions in his heart and waited until after dinner to ask in a tactful way.
After dinner, Yan Qing originally wanted to go back to the bedroom, not wanting to appear in front of Huo Beiting in such an ugly state, but before she could take a step away, Huo Beiting stopped her.
"I never asked you, what happened to your face? Who did it?"
There was a bruise around Yan Qing's wound, and it didn't look like the result of a fall. And if he did fall, why were the other parts of his body intact?
The expression on Yan Qing's face changed instantly, and he turned around and looked at Huo Beiting with resentment.
"It was Ruan Mowei's best friend Meng Yao. I don't know if she's really crazy or not. This morning, as soon as I got off the car, she rushed out from somewhere with a stick in her hand and hit me on the head. Luckily, I reacted quickly, otherwise it wouldn't be just a small wound on my forehead!"
Yan Qing was about to calm down, but after being reminded by Huo Beiting, she thought about what happened this morning.
Huo Beiting was even angrier than Yan Qing. This morning, Yan Qing had been saying that she didn't want to go to the company, and it was he who had been forcing her. Therefore, Yan Qing's injury was also largely related to him.
"Meng Yao? How dare she!"
Huo Beiting spoke with gritted teeth, his face twisted for a moment, and he looked at Yan Qing with some fear.
Yan Qing gently took Huo Beiting's hand, holding it in her hand and slowly playing with it, "Who knows! And after the security pulled her down, she was talking incoherently. If she really is crazy... Forget it, whether she is pretending or not, I will let her stay in a mental hospital for a while. Isn't she crazy? Mad people should stay in a mental hospital!"
Yan Qing remembered that something was wrong with Meng Yao today, but worried that it was just her illusion, she didn't tell Huo Beiting and planned to find someone to investigate it herself when the time comes.
What Huo Beiting was thinking in his heart was that he absolutely could not let Meng Yao go so easily. The mental hospital was too easy for her.
Since Meng Yao had scarred Yan Qing's face, Meng Yao's face could not escape, and he had to pay double the compensation. Huo Beiting must make Meng Yao pay the price.
That night, neither Huo Beiting nor Yan Qing slept well. Yan Qing was worrying about her future appearance, while Huo Beiting was thinking about how to take revenge on Meng Yao.
The next day, Yan Qing felt listless and had no mood to eat the food in front of him.
"I know how you feel. No matter how bad it is, just eat less, okay?"
Huo Beiting filled a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of Yan Qing, persuading her in a gentle voice.
Yan Qing sighed and ate a little.
Because of the scar on her face, Yan Qing had no mood to go to work. She stayed at home for a week and only felt better after the stitches on her forehead were removed.
On the way home after the stitches were removed, Yan Qing passed by a barber shop. She hesitated for a moment and tugged at Huo Beiting's sleeve.
"I'm going to get some side bangs! To hide the scar on my forehead, otherwise it's really too ugly!"
Yan Qing couldn't help but touch it with his claws as he spoke. The thin layer of bulges lying across it was really disgusting.
Huo Beiting had this idea a long time ago, but he never mentioned it for fear of hurting Yan Qing's feelings.
"Okay, whatever you like."
So the two of them went to a barber shop. When they got there, several female barbers in the shop kept looking at Huo Beiting. Some of them were even bold enough to ask for Huo Beiting's cell phone number and WeChat, which made Yan Qing look very upset.
Huo Beiting was already in a bad mood, and after being bullied by those female shop assistants, he wanted to immediately find some bodyguards to drive them away.
In order to stay away from these people, Yan Qing and Huo Beiting spent extra money to book a private room.
"Miss, what kind of hairstyle do you want?"
The stylist walked back and forth around Yan Qing with a pair of scissors, thinking about what hairstyle she should have.
"It doesn't have to be anything complicated. Just give me some bangs to cover up this scar on my forehead!"
Yan Qing said this while gesturing on his head.
The stylist showed a look of disappointment on his face, but he continued to say, "Miss, you have fair skin, why don't you consider dyeing your hair? I recommend..."
"Stop! Don't bother with that. Just do as I say!"
Yan Qing doesn't like to take care of her hair. She usually just tidies it up casually and goes out as soon as it doesn't look too messy.
Besides, the smell of hair dye is too pungent and she can't stand it.
The stylist wanted to continue persuading her, but a look from Huo Beiting who was sitting next to her frightened her so much that she swallowed all the words back into her stomach and obediently fixed Yan Qing's hair.
Although the stylist was a bit nagging, his technique was really great.
After the bangs were cut, the scar was completely covered, and the whole person looked, I don’t know if it was an illusion or the truth, anyway, he seemed to look younger, with a rosy face, looking like a high school student.
"Is it pretty?"
Yan Qing kept swaying in front of Huo Beiting. Looking at Huo Beiting in a trance, her brain uncontrollably said "beautiful".
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