"I’m sorry, Tianya, I’ve been in a bad mood lately," Jing Zhiyue turned her head to reveal the clear scar on her right cheek in front of Lin Tianya.
Lin Tianya gasped in shock. The scar was obviously made by a knife cut. She had only heard that Jing Zhiyue and Mo Haoxuan had become close, but she hadn’t imagined that Zhiyue’s face would be disfigured.
"What happened to you? Your face?"
Jing Zhiyue stared darkly at Lin Tianya and then flashed a smile, "My face is ruined, but it will heal soon."
The nonchalant tone, however, made Lin Tianya sense that something was terribly wrong with the Jing Zhiyue before her.
"Zhiyue, don’t be , with your medical skills it will surely heal quickly," Lin Tianya said, moving forward to comfort Jing Zhiyue despite feeling somewhat frightened by her current state.
"Yes, it will, it surely will heal," Jing Zhiyue said with a faint smile.
"Yes, it definitely will," Lin Tianya nodded, echoing her words.
But looking at how deep the wound was, almost as if the bone was visible, could it really heal?
At Mo Yunchen’s mansion, Qin Qin sat on the balcony, holding her phone and calling Zhao Han. Jing Zhiyue had been staying at home recently, and Qin Qin hadn’t found an opportunity to retaliate against her. However, she heard that tonight Jing Zhiyue and Mo Haoxuan would return to the Mo Residence to discuss their wedding plans.
Qin Qin’s lips curled into a smile, finally finding her opportunity.
Mo Yunchen came out to sit beside Qin Qin, "What are you so happy about?"
"What do you think?" Qin Qin glanced sideways at Mo Yunchen, "Why did you come back so early today?"
She had just returned from Beijing University herself not long ago, and Mo Yunchen was already back. It was just past five o’clock; why so early?
"Come back with me tonight!"
Qin Qin raised her eyebrows, "Jing Zhiyue will be there too? You’re trying to annoy me?"
Mo Yunchen lowered his head closer to Qin Qin, his thin lips sensually curved, "I’m creating an opportunity for you to annoy her!"
"Oh!" Qin Qin’s interest piqued.
She was, of course, happy to cause trouble for Jing Zhiyue.
At six in the evening, Jing Zhiyue was reluctantly brought to the Mo Residence by Mo Haoxuan. Thinking of possibly seeing Qin Qin and Mo Yunchen filled her with uncontrollable hatred and pain.
Upon entering the Mo Residence, the numerous servants gazed in surprise at Jing Zhiyue’s bandaged face, only lowering their heads after a cautioning look from Mo Haoxuan.
Jing Zhiyue felt the piercing stares of everyone, which made her entire body uncomfortably self-conscious.
The top socialite, Jing Zhiyue, known for her stunning looks, had now been transformed into this state, arousing curiosity in anyone.
Since entering the Mo Residence, Jing Zhiyue hadn’t smiled at all.
"You’re planning to go ?" Mo Haoxuan looked at Jing Zhiyue, who had a cold expression, "If you’re unwilling, I can take you back. If Qin Qin sees you , imagine how pleased she will be."
Jing Zhiyue clenched her fists in anger, glaring at Mo Haoxuan, but her expression became more contained.
A Rolls-Royce Phantom approached from a distance and stopped, the Mo Residence’s servants respectfully opened the car door.
Mo Yunchen’s tall and slender figure appeared in front of Jing Zhiyue and Mo Haoxuan, his handsomely divine features and delicate charm captivating, radiating an aura of elegance and nobility.
From the moment Mo Yunchen appeared, Jing Zhiyue’s eyes were transfixed on him. Although she was filled with hatred, the love of more than a decade wasn’t something she could easily extinguish.
"Still can’t forget him?" Mo Haoxuan’s voice carried a mocking laugh near her ear.
Jing Zhiyue masked the complex emotions in her eyes, "No."
Mo Haoxuan let out a cold laugh.
Jing Zhiyue and Mo Haoxuan didn’t leave, watching Mo Yunchen walk to the other side, his long palm raised, and a slender, fair hand reached out from the Rolls-Royce Phantom.
Mo Yunchen gently helped Qin Qin out of the car, a smile on his thin lips, and one hand on the car roof. Qin Qin turned to Mo Yunchen with a tender smile, her radiant beauty blooming.
This scene made Jing Zhiyue’s eyes redden with surging hatred.
She had never seen such a gentle side of Mo Yunchen before. Being by his side for many years, faced with his first persona’s indifference and his second persona’s evil charm and terror, he had never smiled at her.
In that moment, Jing Zhiyue felt a sudden desolation and an unprecedented sense of defeat spread through her body.
Mo Yunchen led Qin Qin over to them, Jing Zhiyue’s gaze fixed on their clasped hands.
Mo Yunchen stopped in front of them, his phoenix eyes looking indifferently at Mo Haoxuan and Jing Zhiyue, then pulling Qin Qin past them, as if even another glance was superfluous.
As Qin Qin passed by Jing Zhiyue, she looked up, their eyes meeting. Qin Qin could clearly see the jealousy and hatred in Jing Zhiyue’s eyes, and she responded with a provocative smile.