Bo Shao don't talk about love: I am an acting school

Sang Rou's face was full of resentment, and she clenched her teeth tightly. If it wasn't for the injury on her face, she might have investigated this matter herself.

Shen Shaoqiu paused, originally thought it was just an accident, but she didn't expect her daughter to say that, her eyes deepened, and she immediately got up with her small bag.

"Don't worry, I will definitely ask the props team. If someone really dares to frame you, I will make him pay the price."

Shen Shaoqiu said so, and immediately left the hospital, but no matter how hurriedly he rushed there, he was a step too late. The people in charge of Wia resigned together, and even moved home. But in just half a day, it seems that the other party is Sure enough, someone will come to him.

This made Sang Rou feel even more that someone must be hurting her behind her back. She clenched her fists tightly and felt the pain on her face. She immediately calmed down the expression on her face in fear, fearing that if she was not careful, the wound would be ruptured again. .

Sang Rou is having such a hard time, but Sang Jiuqing, who planned this matter, is very happy. Drinking fruit juice at home, thinking of Sang Rou's face full of scars, he suddenly felt a long sigh of relief in his heart.

For a person like Sang Rou, death is really too cheap for her. It is the most sad thing for her to ruin her face. After all, that woman is famous for her love of beauty. When she was still hot, she even published a book called What is "Beauty Diary", which records various beauty methods in detail.

Thinking of this, Sang Jiuqing curled her lips. Sang Rou sorted out those beauty recipes on the Internet, and they became her own. She even published a book, which is really shameless.

The key point is that she heard that this book is selling well, and she really has a lot of fans.

"Little ancestor, with the strength of the Shen family, it's too easy to help her restore her face. I feel that we are just working in vain, and just make her hurt."

Sister An took the cigarette from Sang Jiuqing's hand and took a puff herself.

"Who said recovery would be easy? I'm just a move, and there are still things waiting for her. I don't believe it can't ruin her face."

The corners of Sang Jiuqing's mouth twitched, and he lay on the sofa with his legs crossed. He glanced at a red rope on his wrist, and his eyes were red. There were still people criticizing her on the Internet about Song Ci, but she couldn't be bothered to go out. Explain, at this time, others can say whatever they like.

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These few days have been a torture for Sang Rou, she finally removed the gauze, and seeing the large and small scars on her face, she almost went crazy, but in the end she was persuaded by Shen Shaoqiu.

"Mom, are you serious? Is that family really so powerful?"

Shen Shaoqiu's face was a little relieved, he took a tissue beside him and wiped the sweat off Sang Rou's face, his eyes were kind, and the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Rourou, don't worry, your grandma has already said that the products of that family are very reliable. My ancestor was once the royal pharmacist for the concubine of the harem, and he is best at making all kinds of beauty creams, not to mention these products for removing scars. Your grandma once looked for them, and the scar was worse than yours at that time, and it will be healed within a month, and their reputation is there, so don't worry about it."

When Sang Rou heard what the other party said, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she immediately jumped up from the sofa.

"Then what are you waiting for, Mom, let's go to them now, as long as my scar can be cured, I will pay as much as I want."

"Your grandma is contacting you. Be good these few days and please the old man well. Your benefits will naturally be indispensable in the future."

"I see."

Sang Rou twitched her lips, and sat down slowly. This time, she was not in a hurry at all. She took out the mirror and looked at her face, trying to disfigure her. Heh, wait, as long as her face is healed, She investigated this matter carefully, and she didn't believe that nothing could be found out. Those policemen are really idiots, and they can make people run away.

Sang Rou was full of anticipation. At night, someone from the Shen family finally came back, but the news was not very good. The family had changed their careers a year ago to do other things. Now it will take a few days to let Sang Rou Be patient and wait.

Isn't it just a few days, Sang Rou can still wait for this little time, anyway, with this look on her face, she can't go out, so she just treats herself as a vacation.

Sang Rou thought this way, but she didn't expect that it was Sang Jiuqing who hurt her this time. With Sang Jiuqing's temperament, she had made all the preparations, besides, there were several black clothes sent by Mu Bing by her side. With the addition of Mu Bing's influence in the country, she immediately inquired about the family's information, and also knew the time they made an appointment with the Shen family to pick up the things.

After that day, Sang Jiuqing went a few minutes earlier than the Shen family, took the item into her hands, opened it and smelled it, yes, it must be a good item, absolutely handmade, but Sang Rou wanted it Restoring that face, is it possible? The corner of his mouth curled up, and he took out the cream that had been prepared and added ingredients, and replaced this one. As for the ointment that Jie made, such a good thing, of course he kept it for himself.

Thinking of this, she immediately asked someone to take this to meet with the Shen family, and handed the item to the other party smoothly. Thinking of the consequences of using the thing she gave, she was a little excited.

Isn't it very beautiful, then it will ruin your face, let's see what you make of it.

Sang Rou didn't know that Sang Jiuqing had tampered with the ointment. When she opened it, she felt a little pungent, and frowned. However, she just suspected it. After all, her ancestors used to make this ointment for hundreds of years. In history, you can't doubt others. Grandma has used other people's things, so she can't be hypocritical when it comes to her.

Thinking about it this way, she applied the stuff on her face beautifully, and even took a look in the mirror, lying on the bed like that, took out her mobile phone and started checking Weibo.

After using it like this for a few weeks, I don't know if it was her illusion, the scar not only didn't fade, but got deeper and deeper.

"Mom, look at the scar on my face. Is it getting worse? Could this ointment be fake? Could the other party be a liar?"

"Don't talk nonsense. Your grandma will be angry when she hears it. After all, she used the family's things at the beginning. They have some friendship with your grandma. How could they lie to you? Use it with peace of mind."

Although Sang Rou was puzzled, she didn't think too much about it. After listening to Shen Shaoqiu's words, she continued to use it, but after a few days, she was sure that it was not her hallucination. The scars on her face were already inflamed and still dripping with pus. She started crying right then and cursed at the family.

Shen Shaoqiu was also taken aback, and immediately called Gu Yimo to tell her to come back quickly. Gu Yimo heard that something happened to her granddaughter, so she stopped playing mahjong and hurried home. The face, the whole person is stiff.

"This... what the hell is going on here?"

"Grandma, woo woo, my face is ruined."

Sang Rou was crying, mixed with the pus on her face, it was really disgusting to see, Shen Shaoqiu became wise and took out what Sang Rou had wiped, her voice was a little panicked.

"Mom, take a quick look, is that what you wiped at the beginning?"

When Gu Yimo smelled it, her brows frowned immediately, the smell was too pungent, and the things she held in her hand had a faint fragrance.

"It doesn't taste right. Where did it come from? Is it a gift from that family?"

"Yes, why don't you ask again."

Shen Shaoqiu took a photo and contacted the other party, but when he saw it, he said that the bottle was not his own, let alone the contents inside, and Sang Rou became completely anxious at this time.

"Mom, am I really going to be disfigured?"

Sang Rou's voice was full of panic. If she was disfigured, how could she go out to film or meet fans? She would never be able to see anyone for the rest of her life...

When she thought of this, her face was full of resentment. The emperor had the deepest grievances with her. After all, it was just Sang Jiuqing. It seemed that the other party wanted to ruin her face.

Sang Rou gritted her teeth, dare to ruin her face, just wait, she will make her pay the price.

The Shen family was in a mess, and Sang Jiuqing hugged the bottle of goodies, joyful in the corners of his eyes and brows at the big deal.

The corners of An Hong's mouth twitched. No matter how this person changes, the bad nature hidden in his bones still cannot be eliminated. Love takes advantage of it.

"Sister An, let's put this scent away first, maybe we can use it in the future. Hearing what the Shen family is bragging about it, it should be a bit real."

Sang Rou's face is really ruined now, that family has stopped making this thing a long time ago, even if they do it again, it will have to wait for a few days, let's see how the other party is still jumping.

A smile flashed across Sang Jiuqing's eyes, and he put away the things carefully, as if he had picked up a huge treasure.

But An Hong didn't forget the people who helped them this time, they were all Mu Tianwang's people, when did this person get so close to Mu Tianwang.

"Little ancestor...what's the matter with you and Mu Tianwang?"

Sang Jiuqing raised her eyebrows, and suddenly remembered that she hadn't told this person about her overseas affairs, and there was a trace of apology in her eyes.

"When I was in the detention center, it was Mu Tianwang who rescued me. During the days when I was abroad, he was also by my side. Sister An, I owe him too much, and I don't know how to repay it. .”

Speaking of this, Sang Jiuqing felt extremely tired. The worst thing to pay back was the debt of favor. Now that Mu Bing asked someone to protect her, this was another big favor.

An Hong always felt that something was wrong, would a man be so nice to a woman for no reason?Is it possible?It must be something else.

Okay, this woman quietly hooked up Mu Tianwang again.

"I didn't say, little ancestor, Mu Tianwang and Bai Shao, which one do you like?"

This question really made Sang Jiuqing ask, which one do you like?The point is that she doesn't know it herself, anyway, she will get close to whoever can benefit her.After going through so many things, don't you understand? Feelings are unreliable things, you can ask for them, but you can't rely on them.

Women still have to rely on themselves.