Substitute Wife: The Mysterious Emperor and Young Master Loves Deeply

Lin Shujing's pupils shrank slightly in shock.

She staggered and fell to the ground, an extremely strong unwillingness flashed across her eyes, and she couldn't help trembling slightly:
"If it's because of my face, I can destroy it right now!"

Things are up to now, success is also Xiao He, and failure is also Xiao He.

If it wasn't for this face, Shang Jiachen would never have considered her, nor would he have married her.

But also because of this face, whenever Shang Jiachen sees her, he will think of Chu Qianmo, and their past that is too thick to dissolve... Therefore, it is impossible for him to be nice to Lin Shujing, Because of her existence, he would always think of Chu Qianmo.

Because of this, even though they used to live together, Shang Jiachen was still unwilling to touch her, even, whenever he saw her face, he felt inexplicably cold, so cold that it shocked her.

Lin Shujing felt that she had had enough.

This time, it was her last fight, and she was about to succeed, but Shang Jiachen became cold again, so cold that she was completely discouraged.

When Lin Shujing saw a pocket fruit knife on the coffee table, she rushed over, picked up the knife, and was about to slash her face...

Shang Jiachen originally turned his back to Lin Shujing.

When Lin Shujing said these words, Shang Jiachen turned around in astonishment. When he saw the knife in Lin Shujing's hand piercing her face straight, he wanted to stop him, but it was too late.

The moment Lin Shujing stabbed her face with a knife, there was an indescribable sadness in her eyes.

Her knife was really cruel. The knife cut along her skin from the base of her nose to the back of her ears. The long straight line soon oozes blood, and it slid down her face drop by drop. It looked so shocking.

Shang Jiachen quickly squatted down and clasped her wrist. When he saw the blood dripping from her face, his pupils shrank almost invisibly:
"What's wrong with you?"

Lin Shujing finally saw a trace of compassion in Shang Jiachen's eyes.

At that moment, she subconsciously covered her bleeding face, lay down in Shang Jiachen's arms, and said softly in an extremely humble tone:
"Since you hate this face so much, I might as well destroy it. I can give up everything you don't like. If you don't like Lin Hongyang, I won't get in touch with him; if you don't like my mother, I can drive him away; You don't like my father, and I don't want to beg for him. I just hope you don't hate me, okay?"

Shang Jiachen was slightly taken aback when he heard the words.

He originally subconsciously wanted to push Lin Shujing away, but these words left him no reason to push away in an instant.

He really doesn't like her. From the beginning to now, his focus has never been on her.

But now, what Lin Shujing said caused his heart to be tugged by something inexplicably.

He pulled Lin Shujing's hand away, and Lin Shujing immediately held Shang Jiachen's hand regardless of the blood on her hand, her eyes were full of pleading and pitiful expressions.

After all, she had the same face as Chu Qianmo's once.

At this moment, Shang Jiachen could vaguely see the miniature of Chu Qianmo from this bloody face.

In the past, every time when Chu Qian was unfamiliar with illness and Jiang Ya was not at home, Chu Qianmo would snuggle into his arms like this, pouted, blinked her pitiful eyes, and looked at him with a reddened face, Seeing that he couldn't help but soften his heart, he pinched a wet towel and put it on her forehead.

"I asked Rowling to come in and bandage you—"

Shang Jiachen rolled his Adam's apple, and the heat wave of memories rolled in his heart again.

"My face is fine, I just hope that you think about what I said seriously. In this world, only I dare to promise, I am willing to love without reservation..."

Lin Shujing felt that Shang Jiachen's heart was softening a little bit, and she took advantage of the situation to prepare to say more touching words.

"Enough! Stop talking!"

Unexpectedly, Shang Jiachen's pupils suddenly tightened again.

He let go of Lin Shujing in an instant, stood up quickly, and pressed the quick broadcast button on the phone with piercing eyes:

"Rowling, come to my office with bandages and potions!"