"Ah --"

Qin Churou screamed and threw the mirror to the ground.

Her hand could not stop shaking. She grabbed Lin Shuya's hand and cried, "Mom, it's not me, it's not me, I'm not so ugly!"

Lin Shuya is also distressed. She is busy comforting, "rou'er, don't be afraid, it will be fine."

Qin Churou didn't believe it. "Mom, tell me, will this scar stay on my face forever, OK?"

Lin Shuya was silent for a moment.

The doctor did say that the scar was too deep to be removed.

"Tell me quickly," Qin Churou begged.

Lin Shuya can only change a statement, "rou'er, don't worry, mom will find a way to help you get rid of it. It's really not possible. We'll go to cosmetic surgery."

The implication is that it's better.

Qin Churou couldn't accept the result at all.

She dare not go to cosmetic surgery. What if she fails?

Moreover, she also wants to be a star. If others find out that she has cosmetic surgery, what will they think of her?

Qin Churou hugged his legs and began to cry.

Lin Shuya could only sit next to her and patted her on the shoulder.

Thinking of the doctor's advice, Lin Shuya hurriedly said, "rou'er, stop crying and don't get your tears to the wound."

Qin Churou was worried about the deterioration of her wound. She hurriedly pulled a paper towel to wipe her tears.

But tears can't stop.

"Mom, you must help me revenge. Zhao Jia hurt me. She can't make her feel better!" Qin Churou grabbed Lin Shuya's arm and twisted and crazy on her face.

Lin Shuya stared at Qin Churou. The malice in Qin Churou's eyes made her feel very strange.

In Lin Shuya's impression, Qin Churou is gentle and considerate. Even when she speaks, she is very quiet.

It was the first time she had seen such a Qin Churou.

Qin Churou realized her attitude when she saw Lin Shuya's reaction.

She is also excellent in acting. In a moment, she changed into another expression, pitiful, "Mom, it's because of Zhao Jia that she has this scar on her face. I won't disfigure if it's not her. Mom, I can't swallow this tone."

Lin Shuya saw the familiar Qin Churou. She smiled easily. What she just saw should be an illusion.

However, she refused Qin Churou's request, "rou'er, our family's hand can't reach out so long. There's no way to intervene in the police station."

Qin Churou's eyes dimmed quickly.

Lin Shuya hurriedly said, "however, it's OK to find a job and trip her up when she comes out."

Qin Churou nodded cleverly.

After all, she couldn't swallow the breath. She made up her mind. After Zhao Jia got out of prison, she would also return the knife.

Qin Churou gradually stabilized his mood.

Qin Hai didn't come long.

"Brother Hai, you're here. Rou'er has been waiting for you these days."

Seeing Qin Hai, Lin Shuya came forward and cried.

Qin Hai was more upset. His eyes fell on Qin Churou's face. He frowned and asked, "Zhao Jiahua, why did she do it to you? Isn't she your good friend?"

Qin Churou could only speak wrongfully: "Zhao Jia, she looked for gangsters to threaten others. She was found and wanted me to help her get rid of her crime. If I refused, she would..."

Next, Qin Churou didn't go on.

Qin Hai also understood. He didn't ask again. He looked at the scar on Qin Churou's face again and asked, "can he recover?"

Qin Churou covered her face and shook her head.

"Then go to cosmetic surgery sometime."

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