The Mysterious Businessman of Super Seminary

Chapter 535 Recovery
Mu Qing nodded quickly, then squeezed out some and put it on the palm of his hand.

"It's not that useful. It's too wasteful for you to do this."

Wen Twelve shook his head, immediately took it, and took the moisturizer himself.I squeezed some of it myself, put it on the tip of my index finger, and gently rubbed it on her cheek.

Mu Qing's cheeks were smooth, as white as brocade silk and satin, full of touch.During the process of smearing, Wen Twelve could clearly feel the shape of the scar on the belly of his index finger, which looked like a centipede and a poisonous scorpion.

Although not too big, but for a beautiful woman, it is full of lethality.More serious, enough to crush a girl's self-esteem.

Mu Qing seems to be very strong, but after all, she is a girl disfigured by scars, from childhood to adulthood.I don't know how many eyes of my peers I have suffered.Wen Twelve sighed secretly. Everyone said that there are three things in life that are the most painful. Beauty is late, hero is at the end, and talent is exhausted.

And the most painful thing is that Wang Meiren is not old yet, but her beautiful face is sculpted by wind and frost first, especially at a young age, the earlier it is, the more painful it is.

"All right."

After applying the moisturizer, Wen Twelve put the cover of the moisturizer back on again, and immediately looked at the scar on Mu Qing's fair face.

I saw that the scar was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the white color of the moisturizer seemed to have the magic power of devouring, just a few breaths.The scars disappear completely.

Mu Qing took a deep breath, suppressed the tension in his heart, took out his phone with trembling hands, turned on the camera function, and adjusted it to the front camera.

"Woooo!"

When she saw her own face, that beautiful face that was so white and flawless, with no scars visible, Mu Qing couldn't help but burst into tears, the more she cried, the more piercing her voice became, and the more she cried, the sharper she was. The white eyes, cold faces, and all kinds of cynicism that I have suffered over the years

She can face all this calmly, but she cannot face her true self in her heart.

Seeing her crying, I had to sit beside her, patted her on the back lightly, and said softly.

"Cry, cry enough and it's over."

"Ah, ah~"

The sound was hysterical and heart-rending, Mu Qing couldn't help but bury his head in Wen Twelve's arms, holding the clothes around his heart tightly with both hands, his body trembled slightly due to the ups and downs of emotions, tears Like a torrential rain, it poured out of his eyes and passed across his face. Two drops landed on his clothes.

Wen Twelve comforted her for a few minutes, but found that the more Mu Qing comforted her, the more she cried. In the end, she didn't say anything, and put her arms around her shoulders and let her cry in his arms.

In fact, he also knew in his heart that no one was wronged.Especially girls, it's fine to cry when they are wronged, not to mention that Mu Qing has suffered so many years of cold eyes and cold faces, crying is actually beneficial and harmless to her in the end.

crunch~
At this moment, the young man in a suit who had been following Mr. Mu suddenly opened the door. He was holding a black bag in his hand.Beside him is Mu Qing's father, President Mu Qiyun.

Standing at the door, he heard his daughter's cries, and Mu Qiyun's heart trembled. When Mu Qing buried his head in Wen Twelve's arms in pain, he came into view.With trembling lips, he couldn't hide the excitement on his face, and walked up to him tremblingly, and said in a trembling voice.

"Daughter. Let dad see let dad see".
When Mu Qing lifted up that beautiful face, Mrs. Mu's eyes turned red. He gently raised his palm, stroked her fair and smooth right cheek, and murmured.

"It's done. It's really done!"

He suddenly turned his head and shouted at the young man in the suit.

"Ah Qi, bring the things here!"

"Yes!"

The young man in the suit nodded and walked in with big strides, put the black bag containing a huge sum of 30 yuan on Wen Twelve's desk, and then walked backwards out of the room.

Mr. Mu, that is, Mu Qiyun looked at Wen Twelve gratefully.

"Boss Wen, thank you for your kindness. The 30 is for that bottle of moisturizer. In addition, I, Mu, owe you a favor!"

"fine."

Wen Twelve shrugged.Said in a teasing tone?

"It is my honor to be able to heal an injured beauty."

"Haha."

Mu Qiyun couldn't help laughing, stood up and patted him on the shoulder, seeing how pleasing he looked, he said with emotion.

"Actually, I'm starting to think about what you said before."

"What?"

Wen Twelve looked at him in a daze.

"My son-in-law is here."

Mu Qiyun said with a smile.

"Come on."

Wen Twelve couldn't help but rolled his eyes and explained.

"I was joking."

"Question. I'm not kidding."

Mu Qiyun said with a solemn expression.

Wen Twelve scratched his cheek in embarrassment, and looked back at Mu Qing who was wiping away his tears. Mu Qing shyly glanced at his father from the corner of his eye, and said coquettishly.

"dad-"

"well."

Seeing the embarrassment on her daughter's face, Mu Qiyun said hastily.

"I don't get involved in emotional matters. Let's let nature take its course, haha, but if there is a chance, I really want to recruit you as my son-in-law."

"Don't bother."

Wen Twelve shook his head.

"I don't have that idea yet."

"Say it like I have an idea."

Mu Qing pursed his lips and said, Wen Twelve laughed when he heard that.Without further arguing about this, and without staying there for too long, Wen Twelve returned to the mysterious shop with a 30 RMB bag in his hand.

And at this time in the streets.The entrance of the mysterious store was already crowded with people.It's like a vegetable market.

"Don't move."

"I came first."

"Don't grab it!"

Seeing them pushing and bumping one by one, Wen Twelve walked over and said in surprise.

"What are you doing this for?"

"boss!"

"You're finally back!"

"Open the door quickly, I want to buy instant noodles!"

When everyone saw him, surprise appeared on their faces.You yelled at each other.

Boom, as the rolling shutter door rose, Wen Twelve locked 30 yuan in cash into the cashier, then put all the barreled instant noodles on the shelf on the cashier counter, and glanced at the long-awaited regular customers. There are also new customers, smiling.

"Come, come, I have a lot here, everyone has a share."

Outside the streets.Two young men in plain clothes who had been squatting for more than an hour were talking in low voices.

"It should be this place."

One of the shorter youths lowered his voice and said to his companion with a serious face.

"Speak to Young Master Liang."

Another thin young man hurriedly took out his phone and dialed a mobile number, very quickly.A muffled voice came from there.

"found it?"

"Yes, Young Master Liang."

(End of this chapter)