The Mysterious Mad Wife Burns the Heavens

In the restaurant, classical music is melodious and long.

Su Jin didn't like this kind of atmosphere very much, but this ancestor couldn't help but like it.

Sheng Liting rubbed his face vigorously in the bathroom, and then wiped the disinfectant on his face three or four times, regardless of whether it would irritate his skin.

Su Jin put both hands on her chin, boredly watching the busy traffic outside the window, and checked the time from time to time, did this ancestor fall into the latrine?

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but looked in the direction of the bathroom.

It’s okay if you don’t look at it, but it’s shocking to see it.

Sheng Liting walked towards him, but what happened to his face?It was all red, as if someone had been beaten.

Sheng Liting pulled back the chair, didn't feel anything unusual about him, and took a sip of plain water calmly.

Su Jin stared at his face intently, it was red and swollen, it really looked like someone had slapped him.

She couldn't help admiring that man's courage. He even dared to beat up the little ancestor of the Sheng family. Didn't he know that he was so cold-blooded and ruthless in killing people?
This is a felony that even the Nine Clans cannot eliminate the hatred in Sheng Liting's heart.

Sheng Liting glanced at her, "What are you looking at me like that for?"

Su Jin asked suspiciously, "Have you been beaten?"

Sheng Liting put down the water glass, "Do you think this is a joke?"

Su Jin pointed to her face, "Why are you so red?"

"Your attention shouldn't be on my face." Sheng Liting directly avoided this childish question.

Su Jin finally understood, he did it himself!
Just a meal.

Su Jin pulled away the chair and was about to leave. She raised her head and glanced at Sheng Liting inadvertently. She staggered and almost fell.

Sheng Liting subconsciously stretched out his right hand towards her, intending to support this reckless girl.

Su Jin was stunned, even more so, "Your face—"

Sheng Liting still said, "Your attention should not be on my face."

Su Jin opened her mouth, and didn't know how to explain to him, so she silently took out her phone and took a photo and handed it over.

Sheng Liting didn't want to care about her face at first, even if it was a little red and swollen, she was graceful, suave, and handsome. This was a well-known fact, and she didn't need to repeat it twice or thrice.

He just glanced at it indifferently, and was immediately dumbfounded.

Su Jin asked in surprise, "Is this disfigurement?"

Sheng Liting looked at the densely packed red rashes on the photo, he touched it with his hands, and it was indeed covered with small bumps.

Seven Ring Mountain:
Fu Miaoran pushed open the door, but he didn't see him, he heard his voice first, he walked into the villa complaining all the way, and said: "Recently, I treat your place as my own home, and I come here more often than I go back to my own home, what's going on today? gone?"

Su Jin stood in the living room, looking innocently at the figure who rushed in.

Fu Miaoran looked at the silent little girl in the living room, and suddenly had an ominous premonition, did this girl stab Sheng Liting again?
Su Jin pointed to the second floor.

Fu Miaoran tentatively asked: "What happened to him?"

"You'll know when you go up." Su Jin didn't know how to explain it. Anyway, this person has been hiding in the room since he came back, like a poor child who was disfigured and kept out of the house.

Fu Miaoran walked up the stairs with heavy steps, step by step, he was particularly uneasy, the atmosphere here is so dignified, just like a murder scene, it makes people feel chilling.

"Knock, knock, knock." He knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in." Sheng Liting's voice was quite normal, neither soft nor heavy.

Fu Miaoran carefully pushed open a corner of the door.

Sheng Liting turned his back to him and didn't speak any more.

Seeing his straight triangular shoulders, Fu Miaoran was even more puzzled, he didn't look like he was so critically ill that he needed to rush here.

Sheng Liting turned around.

"My god." Fu Miaoran was so frightened by the sudden scene that his feet stopped and he almost knelt down.

Sheng Liting stared at him expressionlessly.

Fu Miaoran patted her little heart, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "What's the matter with your face?"

"What's your occupation?" Sheng Liting asked back.

Fu Miaoran covered her mouth, and slowly approached with a suppressed smile, "It must be an allergy."

"I just applied a little disinfectant and it was like this." Sheng Li Tingyun stated his condition calmly.

The corners of Fu Miaoran's mouth twitched, and he smiled wryly, "Why are you smearing that thing on your face?"

Sheng Liting didn't reply and continued to stare at him.

Fu Miaoran coughed lightly. He is also talkative about this question. The whole capital knows this master's cleanliness. If conditions permit, he would like to live in a sterile room. If it is not for the needs of life, he would even want air. reject.

Sheng Liting closed his eyes, "Think of it, I have an important party tonight."

Fu Miaoran shook her head, "I'm afraid it won't be resolved in a day or two."

"I'm not discussing with you, but telling you my decision. I'm going to a party tonight that I have to attend."

"Impossible." Fu Miaoran said firmly.

"The matter of investing in the hospital will be postponed." Sheng Liting turned around and did not allow him to say a word.

Fu Miaoran was taken aback, and quickly went around in front of him, and said flatteringly with a haha: "Don't worry, with my years of medical experience, even if it can't be completely eliminated, at least it won't make people feel awkward."

Su Jin was sitting in the living room, listening to the footsteps upstairs, she looked up subconsciously.

Fu Miaoran walked down physically and mentally haggard, he suddenly felt very tired, the exhaustion emanating from his heart.

Su Jin said, "Is this little fourth master disfigured?"

After all, it would be a pity to ruin such a beautiful face.

Fu Miaoran sighed, "I'm going back to the hospital to refill some medicine now, and I'll come back later."

Su Jin looked at the back of him leaving, why did she feel that he seemed to be greatly stimulated?

"You, come up." On the platform on the second floor, Sheng Liting stared at the girl under the building who was a little lost in thought.

Su Jin turned her head to look over again and asked, "You called me?"

Sheng Liting nodded imperceptibly, and went back to the room.

Su Jin walked upstairs suspiciously, what the hell is this master trying to do?

The room is very quiet, the sunlight quietly shines in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the curtains on both sides of the windows are also gently lifted by the wind, fluttering.

Su Jin entered the room without knowing it, "What did the little fourth master ask me to do?"

Sheng Liting pointed to the ointment on the table, and said two concise words, "Apply the ointment."

"..." Your old man just has a rash on his face, not paralysis!
Seeing that she was unmoved, Sheng Liting continued: "I can tell you something you want to know."

Su Jin's pupils widened upon hearing this, and no matter what shocking secrets he would share with her, what can be said from Sheng Liting's mouth is definitely not a trivial matter.

That can't be a trivial matter!