Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Tan Jing frowned and leaned over very hard to see clearly. However, when the figure came in from the outside and came to her little by little, Tan Jing only glanced at it and felt the thunder in her mind.

The woman in front of her, with a face exactly the same as she used to look, was still smiling at her, "Tan Jing, you're OK."

At this moment, Tan Jing finally realized what real fear is. No matter how clear you think in your heart, no matter how many times you have accepted it subconsciously, when the truth is put in front of you, it will make you collapse, such as at this moment.

Tan Jing stares at the woman in front of her eyes, and her eyes suddenly contract. This kind of feeling is too weird, just like looking in a mirror. No, it shouldn't be looking in the mirror. Even without the mirror, Tan Jing can imagine how ugly her face should be at this time. But this woman is not at all. She has full skin, apple muscles are young and bright, and she is in a good mental state.

When Tan Jing looked at her, she felt as if she had crossed back to her youth and met her then self.

However, before she was shaken, she heard the woman sneer and sit down around her with a sarcastic radian. "Sure enough, no matter what kind of skin bags you are staring at, it's still like this. It's a waste of my face on you."

Her face?

All of a sudden, Tan Jing clearly felt a stream of hot blood rushing up her head. She bit her teeth and said, "you... Are you Qu Qingchen?"

"Yes, why don't you recognize it?" Qu Qingchen nodded his head without any hesitation and said with a smile, "it should be because my face is too ugly now."

Tan Jing shivered and almost fell off the sofa.

Qu Qingchen said that although it was hard to hear, it was reasonable.

Once upon a time, Tan Jing was a submissive woman in front of everyone. Now, after the leather bag was lifted up by Qu Qingchen, she was really in high spirits, and her whole temperament improved a lot in an instant.

But it's not her, it's not really her.

There was a buzz in Tan Jing's mind, and her throat suddenly turned fishy and sweet. She was angry and frightened. She couldn't say a word for a moment, but her face became more and more red.

Qu Qingchen cocked up her legs and did not hide the ridicule and contempt in her eyes. After a while, she hooked her lips, which were painted with bright lipstick, and sneered, "dumb? But I've changed my face. I can't even speak? " Then she leaned lazily on the sofa and laughed at Gu Beihua, "Uncle Gu, isn't she stupid? Did the doctor you hired take out his brain and throw it away when he did the operation? "

Gu Beihua had a gentle smile on his face. "Chen'er, people have already arrived. If you have anything to say, I have something on hand, so I'll go first."

"Good." Qu Qingchen answered and looked at Gu Beihua with a smile. He turned and went out of the door.

She took back her eyes, walked around and fell on Tan Jing. She tilted her head and shriveled her mouth. "Tut Tut, what kind of professional doctor is that? This skill is really ordinary, and the tune is too different."

Although Tan Jing's facial features have been completely changed, even the bones on both sides have been cut off, just to improve the fit with Qu Qingchen's original face, in Qu Qingchen's opinion, the final product in front of her is still ugly, the nose is not the nose, the eye is not the eye.

Tan Jing's eyes burned red and her body trembled uncontrollably.