After Yan Qing came home from the hospital, he kept holding a mobile phone and watching, his expression was sluggish, and he seemed to be stupid.

Huo Beiting finished cooking, walked up to Yan Qing, and called her several times in a row, only to see her look at her with dull eyes.

"What's wrong?"

Huo Beiting stretched out his hand and shook it lightly in front of Yan Qing, he never thought that it was just a simple action that would make Yan Qing cry.

"I'm finished, look at the scar on my forehead, what can I do in the future! I will no longer be a delicate girl in the future! There will definitely not be so many people like me then, in this era of looking at faces, I am finished, I am completely ruined!"

Yan Qing cried and hugged Huo Beiting tightly, not caring about his image in front of Huo Beiting, snot and tears covered Huo Beiting's shoulder.

Huo Beiting's face darkened, and he still didn't know how Yan Qing was injured, but after bowing his head, his face returned to his original gentle expression.

"It's okay, how can no one like you? rest assured, I will always be by your side, and I will never leave you!"

Originally, this atmosphere should be very warm, but Yan Qing's words broke this atmosphere.

Yan Qing raised his head and frowned, gently tapped Huo Beiting's shoulder with his hand, and said glutinously, "Of course I won't leave me!

Yan Qing sobbed a few times, and simply cleaned himself up with Huo Beiting's clothes as a face towel.

"It's much better to cry and vent your emotions, it's okay, it's like this anyway, scars are inevitable!"

Yan Qing pursed his mouth as he spoke, pushed Huo Beiting away, and went to the dining table.

Huo Beiting saw that Yan Qing's mood finally eased up, although Huo Beiting was very curious about how Yan Qing was injured in one morning, but he still swallowed back the questions in his heart, and waited for a while to ask euphemistically after eating.

After dinner, Yan Qing originally wanted to go back to the bedroom, not wanting his ugly appearance to appear in front of Huo Beiting, but he was stopped by Huo Beiting before he could leave.

"I never asked you, what the hell is your face, who did it?"

There was still a bruise around Yan Qing's wound, and it didn't look like it was a fall, and if it was, why were the other parts of the body intact?

The look on Yan Qing's face changed instantly, and he looked back at Huo Beiting resentfully.

"It's not Ruan Mowei's good friend Meng Yao, I don't know if she's really crazy or fake, she rushed out of nowhere as soon as I got out of the car this morning, and she was still holding a stick in her hand, shining it on my head, fortunately I reacted quickly, otherwise it wouldn't be this injury on my forehead!"

Yan Qing was already about to lose his anger, but when he was reminded by Huo Beiting, he thought of this morning's incident again.

Huo Beiting was even more angry than Yan Qing in his heart, Yan Qing kept saying that she didn't want to go to the company this morning, and he had been forcing Yan Qing, so Yan Qing's injury also had a lot to do with him.

"Meng Yao, how dare she!"

Huo Beiting gritted his teeth and said, his face was distorted for a while, and he was a little scared when he looked at Yan Qing.

Yan Qing gently grabbed Huo Beiting's hand and slowly played with it in her hand, "Who knows! And after the security guard pulled her down, she said incoherently, if she was really crazy...... Forget it, whether she's pretending to be or it's real, I'm going to let her stay in a mental hospital for a while, isn't it crazy?

Yan Qing remembered that something was wrong with Meng Yao today, but he was worried that it was his own delusion, so he didn't tell Huo Beiting, and prepared to find someone to investigate it when the time came.

And what Huo Beiting thought in his heart was that she must not let Meng Yao go so easily, the mental hospital was too cheap for her.

Since Meng Yao injured Yan Qing's face with a scar, then Meng Yao's face could not escape, and he had to pay double the compensation, Huo Beiting must make Meng Yao pay the price.

Huo Beiting and Yan Qing didn't sleep well that night, Yan Qing was worried about his future face, and Huo Beiting was thinking about how to take revenge on Meng Yao.

The next day, Yan Qing was depressed, and he was not in the mood to look at the dishes in front of him.

"I know your mood, no matter how bad it is, eat less, okay?"

Huo Beiting put a bowl of porridge in front of Yan Qing, and persuaded Yan Qing in a gentle voice.

Yan Qing sighed and simply ate something.

Because of the scars on his face, Yan Qing was not in the mood to go to work in the company, so he stayed at home for a week, waiting until the thread on his forehead was removed.

On the way home after dismantling the thread, passing by a barber shop, Yan Qing hesitated and pulled Huo Beiting's sleeve.

"I'm going to pick up a slanted bangs! Block the scar on my forehead, or it would be too ugly!"

Yan Qing couldn't help but touch his paw as he spoke, and the thin bulge lay across it, which was really disgusting.

Huo Beiting had this idea for a long time, but he didn't mention it for fear of poking Yan Qing's sadness.

"Okay, you just have to look at it and like it. ”

So the two went to a barber shop, and when they arrived at the barber shop, several female barbers in the shop had been looking at Huo Beiting, and even a few boldly went up to ask for Huo Beiting's mobile phone number and WeChat, and Yan Qing looked dark.

Huo Beiting was not in a good mood in the first place, and when he was made by those female clerks, he couldn't wait to find a few bodyguards to drive them away.

In order to stay away from these people, Yan Qing and Huo Beiting specially spent extra money to set up a private room.

"What kind of hairstyle do you want, this young lady?"

The stylist walked back and forth around Yan Qing with scissors, thinking about what hairstyle he should get.

"It doesn't have to be complicated, just get me bangs and cover this scar on my forehead!"

Yan Qing said and gestured on his head.

The stylist showed a disappointed look on his face, and continued without giving up, "Miss has relatively white skin, why don't you consider dyeing your hair, I recommend ......"

"Stop, don't bother, just do what I say!"

Yan Qing doesn't like to take care of his hair very much, he usually pulls it together casually, and he goes out directly when he doesn't see it so messy.

And the smell of hair dye was so choking that she couldn't stand the smell.

The stylist still wanted to continue to persuade, but Huo Beiting, who was sitting on the side, was so frightened by the eyes of Huo Beiting who was sitting on the side that he swallowed all the words in his mouth back into his stomach, and honestly cleaned up Yan Qing's hair.

The stylist was a little nagging, but it was really good.

After the bangs were cut, the scar was covered tightly, and the whole person looked like an illusion or really, anyway, it looked even smaller, and his face was red and he looked like a high school student.

"Isn't it pretty?"

Yan Qing kept dangling in front of Huo Beiting, looking at Huo Beiting in a trance for a while, and his brain said uncontrollably.