Rebirth of an Ugly Girl Turned Around

"Why don't you explain it? Ugly, as I said earlier, you are so ugly that even seeing your face makes you lose your appetite. You still want them to be green and dreaming!" There was a soft laugh in the quiet crowd. , passed into the ears of the people.

Qiao Yi'an frowned, she didn't need to look back, she also knew that the person who spoke must be Ning Xiaorui.

Who made this person never like to talk about people?

"I think the aesthetics of this stone should be different from that of Miss Ning, otherwise I am such a big bastard, how dare I come to play with stones?" Mao Shiyong standing next to him really couldn't stand it anymore. The upbringing of the Ning family is really not that good. He is an old man who never liked to bully women, and with Sun Youde coming forward, he didn't talk too much. But he also really looked down on these rich kids who thought they were rich, had a sense of superiority, and bullied others. At least, as far as the Ning family's money is concerned, he doesn't pay much attention to it.

The little girl doesn't know how to bet on stones, so she picked a few that didn't turn green, what's so strange? If you have to use other people's face to talk about things, isn't that stabbing people's hearts?

Although those two dark spots are a bit serious, cosmetics can't cover them. But now that plastic surgery technology is so advanced, won't it be just a skin graft in the future? Single eyelids can be cut into double eyelids, a flat nose can be stacked into a high nose bridge, what is it to remove two dark spots?

Mao Shiyong couldn't see the superiority and schadenfreude in Ning Xiaorui's eyes. He didn't hit women, but he was really upset. So he clicked his tongue twice, curled his lips, turned his head and smiled at Qiao Yi'an: "Little girl, are you in a hurry? If not, let me untie two yuan first? I also want to see my unshaven beard and ugly You bastard, can you get these stone lumps to please your eyes?"

Knowing that the big bearded man was trying to vent his anger, Qiao Yi'an naturally wouldn't stop him.

She had seen it before, and the two pieces of wool in the opponent's basket would definitely turn out green, and it wouldn't be too bad, so she nodded and made room for the opponent to invite first.

"I sent home the rest of the woolen stuff I bought today, so I just unwrapped two cheap ones to have a look." Seeing this, Mao Shiyong took out the woolen stuff in his basket without hesitation, drew a few random lines, and handed it to Lao Zhou .

"Old Zhou, let me untie it from here... But I am black and ugly, how many cuts should I make?... You see, if you can't cut it from here, you are going to cut me here Two knives." Mao Shiyong pointed at a few lines on the wool, shaking his head.

"Success!" Lao Zhou responded, rolled up his sleeves, and pushed the machine to undo it.

The stone breaker brushes and pulls to cut down without any pause.

Originally, the piece of wool was cut directly from the side, and the cut was as big as the mouth of a bowl. A beautiful light green color appeared in the eyes of everyone. Lao Zhou raised his brows, and quickly poured water from the wooden bucket next to him. After being cut, the emerald is even more translucent and crystal clear after washing.

"Thin bean seeds, the water head is not bad, at least three or four centimeters into it, this piece of wool is not bad." Lao Zhou skillfully held the flashlight and shone in, "Mr. Mao, have you untied it all?"

"Untie it, of course all untie..." Mao Shiyong smacked the corner of his mouth, stroked his beard, looked at Ning Xiaorui deliberately with his small eyes, and said, "I am black, ugly, and rough. It's very... tsk tsk, this wool is reckoned to be skin green, you better untie it for me, lest I feel uneasy."

Obviously, Lao Zhou has already said that the wool has been eaten into at least three or four centimeters, but this Mao Shiyong just said it was because of his skin green, and with that playful look in his eyes - Ning Xiaorui's face was ashen, and he almost bit into a mouthful of silver with no hatred. tooth.