Reborn as a petite ex-uncle

Wang Baishi is a well-known plastic surgery expert in the world, with a pair of skillful hands to rejuvenate, turning decay into magic.

The face transformed by him does not show any traces of artificial carving, it is very natural.

Many superstars around the world are his frequent visitors.

Of course, the fees are sky-high, and ordinary starlets simply cannot afford them.

I have been abroad before, and only returned to China in the past two years to establish my own medical beauty studio.

Stars big and small from the entertainment circle came out in droves and visited Wang's studio one after another.

Not hesitating to pay sky-high medical and aesthetic expenses, but also want to make up for the defects of facial features, or make the face more perfect in front of the camera.

But Wang Baishi's social status is too high, and his personality is also tricky, so he only works according to his mood.

It took a few months to get a job.

Even the domestic giants have had a bad nose.

Professor Wang is also very good at skin repair.

It is said that once in Hollywood, an actress famous for her beauty accidentally fell into a fire when she was filming, and half of her face was damaged.

Thanks to Wang Baishi's personal repair, he was able to return to the screen in one year without any trace of burns.

It's just that Huo Shenxiu actually made an appointment with Wang Baishi, and Wang Baishi could also ask Nanting to treat the scar.

"Tell him to contact Professor Wang and go directly to Wang's studio. Except for the scars, he can ask Professor Wang to help him repair any part of his body that he is dissatisfied with. The account can be recorded in my name."

Huo Shenxiu put down his words, straightened his collar, and prepared to go out.

This favor has to be big enough, right?

There is no need for this little girl to feel that she owes that Nan Ting all day long.

Su Mi regained her composure and stopped, "Second Uncle—"

He stopped and turned around: "Do you still feel that you owe him anything?"

Su Mi probed: "Is Professor Wang really that good at plastic surgery and aesthetic medicine?"

He narrowed his eyes: "I think you should know this better than me."

"In this case, you..." She walked over, summoned up her courage, and tried: "Have you tried to find Professor Wang,... have you repaired your face?"

The man suddenly moved, and immediately stopped.

The air around him also seemed to stagnate along with it.

Su Mi was a little nervous, but she didn't regret probing him.

Because, she really wanted to know why he was wearing a mask even though he was not disfigured.

Finally, he walked over slowly, his eyes tilted and drooped slightly, and fell on her body, making her feel as if she was chilled:

"Sure enough, you still mind my face, don't you?"

"...I don't mean that. I just think, since Wang Baishi has no failure cases and can even heal the face of an actress with severe burns, why don't you go to him and try?" Su Mi rolled her eyelashes. bomb, and said:

"Well, why don't I contact that Professor Wang and ask him to look at the wound on his face for you?"

Want to force him to tell her directly that he is not disfigured at all.

Huo Shenxiu couldn't see anything strange in his eyes, he just said lightly: "I tried many doctors. It was useless. If the injury of more than 20 years can be cured, it would have been cured long ago. No matter how powerful Wang Baishi's medical skills are, he is still a human being, not a god."

Su Mi frowned, wanting to tell him, you liar!

You are not disfigured at all, how could you have tried many doctors?

Still can't ask directly.

This is his biggest secret.

Hidden for so many years.

Then I definitely don't want to be easily dismantled.

If she exposes it directly, it's hard to guarantee that he won't be furious.

And afraid of causing him any trouble.

Thinking of this, she didn't speak.

Huo Shenxiu saw that she didn't speak, but she had something to say, took two steps closer, and raised her face abruptly.

What an ingenious face.

The skin is fine and fair, and the texture is invisible.

His eyebrows are like Daisy from distant mountains, and his pupils are like rippling autumn waves.

It really doesn't match his strange appearance, which has been wearing a mask for many years.

The haze in his heart rose again.

The voice that drifted out was calm and heart-wrenching:

"Does it disgust you to be with me?"

Su Mi didn't expect that her casual probing would arouse such a big reaction from him.

In her previous life, she was indeed like this.

But now, she really doesn't think so.

Not to mention knowing that he wasn't disfigured at all.Hidden under the mask is a flawless face.

Even if he really disfigured her face, she would not be as childish as in her previous life.

She said seriously: "Second uncle, even if your face can't be cured, I won't hate you."

really?His scrutinizing eyes flicked to her cheek.

Ultimately, let go.

Pretending not to ask, he turned and went out.

……

After leaving Huayuan, Huo Shenxiu got into the car.

Han Fei was driving the car in front.

He sat in the back seat, rubbing his fingertips absently, thoughtfully.

A pair of eyes stared out of the window, and was a little absent-minded.

Although he has been avoiding the question of his own face.

But this problem will not really disappear because of this.

The little woman still wanted his face to heal.

Yes.

How could you not want to?

Which woman would want a man next to her who is an unrecognizable, shameless monster?

Which woman doesn't want the man around her to be a handsome young man like Nan Ting and Huo Lang?

Even if she sincerely said that she would not hate herself, deep down in her heart, did she really think so?

……

As soon as he entered the Huo Group and went upstairs, Huo Shenxiu could feel that the atmosphere was not right.

He put away his thoughts from Huayuan, probably guessed what happened, and made a gesture.

Han Fei understood the meaning, bowed his head and turned around.

He strode into the president's office.

Sure enough, after a while, Han Fei came in and reported in a low voice what he had just inquired outside:

"Second Master, Lang Shao came to the company early this morning, and even called all the shareholders of the board of directors of the group over—"

really.

Huo Shenxiu narrowed his eyes, tapping his slender fingertips on the table under his eyelids.

"I don't know what Lang Shao wants to do again." Han Fei frowned, "I'll go out and find out."

At the same time, the phone rang.

Huo Shenxiu pressed down.

The secretary's voice drifted out:

"Mr. Huo, Mr. Lang and the shareholders of the group are waiting for you in the conference room. They said that there is an important shareholders meeting that they want to hold and they need your attendance."

He hung up the phone and raised his eyelids:

"There's no need to inquire."

……

meeting room.

Huo Lang was dressed in a black suit, neatly tidied up, with a radiant look on his brows, sitting at the side of the conference table, as if he was already the backbone of the Huo Group.

"Alang, what is the purpose of calling us here today?"

After the veterans of the group entered the meeting room, their curiosity had already risen sharply.

At this moment, they couldn't wait to ask.

The old shareholders present were not too young, and they were all veterans and ministers who followed Huo Qidong to fight for the country.

There are two, even older than Huo Qidong.

She has a very close relationship with the Huo family, and she can be regarded as watching Huo Lang grow up.

So even if they are called Huo Lang in the group, they are called Alang directly.

Huo Lang was calm and relaxed, still sitting with his arms folded, calmly:

"Uncles, don't worry, wait until the second uncle comes."