After rebirth, I used medical skills to overwhelm the rich

Jiang Baoer told her father all her discoveries.

"The smell, the hickeys, and the way she tied the back of her skirt is different."

Jiang Hongyu tapped her forehead angrily: "You observe very carefully. Children should not look at things they shouldn't. They are easy to get needles."

Jiang Baoer covered her forehead and muttered, "She showed it to me this morning, so I have to watch it carefully. Besides, I'm not a child anymore, I'm about to get married!"

As soon as this was mentioned, Jiang Hongyu's face darkened.

My well-behaved daughter is not rare enough, she is about to marry a brat, why is it so annoying?

"Bao'er, why don't we think about the wedding again, you are still young and haven't graduated from college yet..."

"Stop, stop." Jiang Baoer hastily interrupted her father's words: "Dad, you were the one who offered me and Chu Yunhan to get married and get a certificate as soon as possible."

Jiang Hongyu suddenly wilted.

At that time, he thought that Chu Yunhan was a good brat, and wanted to make an appointment for his daughter in advance, but now that the wedding date was getting closer, Jiang Hongyu couldn't bear it.

He frowned, as if thinking about something.

When Jiang Bao'er thought he was thinking about something important, Jiang Hongyu said quietly: "Bao'er, tell me, is Chu Yunhan willing to join our family?"

"Dad, after thinking about it, I don't want you to get married. Chu Yunhan was also squeezed out by the big family in the Chu family, or he might as well join our family."

The more Jiang Hongyu talked, the more excited he became, and he felt that this method was very good.

Jiang Baoer looked at him helplessly: "Although I don't think the son-in-law is fine, the outside world is prejudiced against the son-in-law. Besides, Mr. Chu is very rare about his younger son. Don't be afraid to bring it up yourself, Mr. Chu will chase you down with a knife street."

After Jiang Hongyu heard this, he put away this idea sullenly.

"Dad, don't talk about me, let's talk about Guan Meng."

Jiang Baoer lowered her voice, and glanced in the direction of the restaurant: "She deliberately directed and acted on her own last night, just to cover up her affair today."

Jiang Hongyu's eyes turned cold, and a dark storm was brewing in his eyes: "Bao'er, don't meddle in these dirty things. Dad has already made people stare at her."

Hearing that his father had already made preparations, Jiang Baoer felt relieved.

"I'll go to the restaurant." Jiang Baoer stood up as she said, and smiled mischievously at Jiang Hongyu: "I have to rush the progress of my five stores."

Otherwise, my father would have kicked them out, and it would be a shame that she hasn't got the five shops yet.

When Jiang Baoer passed by, Guan Meng was still eating.

I don't know if it's Jiang Baoer's illusion, but when she gets close to Guan Meng, she can smell a very strange smell.

Jiang Baoer stood two meters away from her and coughed lightly.

Seeing her coming, Guan Meng's eyes became subconsciously vigilant: "What's the matter with you?"

She had a ghost in her heart. When she said this, she even pulled up her collar, as if trying to cover up something inadvertently.

Presuming she didn't see her move, Jiang Bao'er said impatiently, "It's been a few days now for the five shops that were agreed upon, and you haven't bought them yet?"

When Guan Meng heard this, his expression was ugly: "The city center you asked for, with five shops connected together, is really hard to find. My brother and sister-in-law are already doing their best to prepare, you can give it a few more days."

Jiang Baoer also knew how hard it was to buy those five stores, and she thought that Guan Meng would take the opportunity to confide in her, reject those five stores, or ask to buy in another area.

Unexpectedly, she was just asked to have a few more days of grace.

This is very unlike the Guan family's slapstick style!

Jiang Baoer looked her up and down, knowing it clearly.

She said straightforwardly, "Okay, I'll give you three more days. After three days, I'll see the store."

After Guan Meng waited for her to leave, she was no longer in the mood to eat, so she tossed her chopsticks and took out her phone to check her balance.

She gritted her teeth, transferred a large amount of money to her brother, and sent a message: "Buy those five shops as soon as possible, and don't give Jiang Baoer the opportunity to make trouble."

After giving the money, Guan Fu's reply was much faster, and he readily agreed.

Guan Meng put down the phone and let out a deep sigh of relief.

Bear with it, bear with it, wait for the child to become pregnant, the Jiang family will no longer be dominated by Jiang Baoer alone.

At that time, let alone five stores, even a whole shopping mall building, she would not pay attention to it.

Jiang Baoer came out of the restaurant, and the servant she sent out to deliver mask powder came back.

"Miss, all your presents have been delivered to those wives."

Jiang Baoer nodded and said to the maid, "Come with me."

She took the maid to the pharmacy, and handed her the excess mask powder she made: "This is the whitening mask powder I prepared, and I will share it with other young ladies at home. I wrote the dosage on it."

The maid held the facial mask powder, her eyes sparkled: "Thank you, miss."

In the past few days at Jiang's house, she saw with her own eyes that Jiang Bao'er cured the hair loss of the Li family. She saw with her own eyes that Jiang Bao'er lost weight quickly, and her small face became more tender and fairer day by day.

I also saw Jiang Baoer walking around the house wearing a traditional Chinese medicine mask several times.

Most of the maids in Jiang's family are young girls, they are all little girls who love beauty, and they have been greedy for a long time.

But because of their identities, they were too embarrassed to speak.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Baoer would take the initiative to send mask powder to them. The maid looked at Jiang Baoer with gratitude.

Jiang Baoer didn't expect to give some face mask powder, which moved the girl to tears.

She smiled helplessly, her eyes bent into gentle crescents: "Don't cry, those who don't know think I'm bullying you, go find your little sister."

The maid nodded emphatically, ran to the door, looked back, and saw her young lady was writing with her head down.

The side face is exquisite and beautiful, as gentle as water.

The maid's heart softened, the eldest lady is really a good person, much better than Guan Mengguan Xue.

The night was getting darker.

Seeing that her husband was asleep, Mrs. Chen sneaked into the bathroom and took off the makeup on her face.

After removing makeup from the original fair face, yellowish brown spots were exposed, densely occupying a small half of the face.

Looking at these spots, Mrs. Chen's mood was extremely bad.

She used to have good skin, but since she gave birth to a child and got older, the spots on her face became more and more serious day by day.

Now she has to put on heavy makeup every day, even in her own home, she dare not relax.

The more spots she had, the more she wanted to cover them up, and the heavier the makeup, the more serious the skin damage.

Years of vicious circle, now the skin has become extremely bad.

Mrs. Chen has tried various methods, such as sunscreen, whitening products, and medical aesthetics, but they only treat the symptoms, not the root cause, and instead make her skin barrier more damaged.

Looking at the ugly face in the mirror, Mrs. Chen felt a little overwhelmed, angrily trying to push the things off the dressing table.

When her fingers touched a delicate porcelain pot, she paused.

This small jar was sent by Jiang Baoer, and it is the freckle removing and whitening mask powder that she prepared herself.

After Mrs. Chen received it, she put it in the bathroom without intending to use it.

But thinking of Mrs. Zhou's white and tender skin today, and her expression of admiration and determination, Mrs. Chen pursed her lips.

Anyway, her skin is already broken, why don't you try it, a dead horse as a living horse doctor? !