This female hooligan never intended to let him go.
Even when he was hit in the face once, he was still glad in his heart that his face was ruined.
But the injury was not serious, and only a faint scar was left.
She didn't care about him at all, she just wanted to pester and force him.
Jiang Sui put on her coat and felt that there was no point in saying more to this person.
She turned her head and continued to comb her hair in front of the mirror, and her remaining patience was completely exhausted.
"Yes, no one wanted me for my first marriage, unlike you. Not to mention your second marriage, even your third or fourth marriage will have people vying for you. After all, who made you so beautiful?"
Hearing Jiang Sui's unique adjective, Song Sixen paused.
His posture was somewhat stiff.
Song Sixen turned his head in disbelief and looked into Jiang Sui's eyes as she looked in the mirror.
Jiang Sui was not afraid at all and even met his gaze calmly.
"What's wrong, Miss Song? I praised you for being beautiful, but you're not happy? I don't know what I did wrong to make you unhappy. Anyway, if someone praises me for being beautiful, I will thank them from the bottom of my heart."
Song Sichen's face couldn't be any darker, and the night outside was just like this.
Jiang Sui has very straight hair. In the mirror, her facial features are very similar to the original owner, but the original owner is younger.
The little girl has a face full of collagen, which makes her skin moist and clear.
In this era, there is no high-intensity work pressure like surgeons in later generations. After taking a shower, she was radiant.
No wonder some people always think they look beautiful just by washing their hair.
Not to mention that she had never thought about getting married, and saying she wanted to get married again was just a way to comfort Song Sichen.
Even if she really wanted to, there would still be opportunities to reverse her reputation in the future by taking advantage of word of mouth.
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