Marina Hotel lobby.

When Jiang Jing saw his friend come in with his goddaughter talking and laughing, his eyes were about to fall. "Alas, alas, Lao Lan, why are you holding my daughter, do you want to rob me?" said he was about to go up and tear the two apart.

Zhang Huilan laughed and hugged Zhang Qian tighter. But when she observed Jiang Jing's face, her whole person almost dropped her jaw in shock, "My God, Qin Jing, you didn't put on makeup today, face, why is your face ......?"

Looking at the expression that the other party's mouth could be stuffed with eggs, Jiang Jing raised his eyebrows proudly: "It's not because I have a daughter, you don't have it." ”

Zhang Qian looked at Jiang Jing's rare naughty side, and had a new orientation for her relationship with Zhang Huilan.

She smiled and took Jiang Jing's hand, "Godmother, let's not talk about it here, let's talk slowly when we can do a massage." ”

Jiang Jing looked at some friends who couldn't wait, and couldn't help but smile, "Okay, let's go, it's only half past ten, go for a massage first." I ordered the kitchen to prepare lunch, and when it was done, it was time to eat. ”

When she arrived at the suite, Zhang Huilan took off her makeup, and without the cover of foundation, Zhang Qian knew what real freckles were.

It's really, densely packed, almost all over the face, the color is dark and light, but fortunately, the foundation covers some of the lighter places, so it looks a little white.

She let Zhang Huilan lie on the sofa and began to apply ointment and massage herself.

It stands to reason that this freckle is no better than the scar on Jiang Jing's face, and if she uses all her strength, Zhang Qian feels that she can cure her at one time.

But that's too wicked.

That's why she deliberately restrained herself when she cast her abilities.

Twenty minutes later, Zhang Qian breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Zhang Huilan, who was lying there: "Aunt Lan, it's okay." Go wash your face. In your case, it can be cured in about three courses. ”

Zhang Huilan heard Zhang Qian say yes, her eyelashes slowly opened, her eyelids were shaking, and she was obviously nervous.

Zhang Qian knew her mood, supported her with her hand to get her up, and comforted: "Aunt Lan, don't be nervous, go wash it, you will know when you wash it." ”

Zhang Huilan walked briskly to the bathroom.

Jiang Jing covered his mouth and snickered, waiting for the other party to be surprised.

Zhang Huilan really didn't disappoint her, and about a minute later, there was a scream from the bathroom.

"Come in, come in, my God, am I dreaming? Look at my face!"

Jiang Jing gave Zhang Qian a thumbs up, "Yes, Qianqian, you are too godly, and you are crazy again." He grinned and walked towards the bathroom.

I thought that I had witnessed the magic of Zhang Qian's method, so I naturally wouldn't be too surprised, but in the end, the mood was different, and when Jiang witnessed the changes on the other party's face, he also exclaimed uncontrollably. "!! Laolan, your face! Oh my God, it's been a long time since I've seen your face so clean!"

Zhang Huilan was also full of emotion, trembling in the mirror and touching her face, "It's been more than ten years, I thought I would have to live so ugly all my life......"

"Okay, it's all over," Jiang Jing patted her on the back and whispered comfort.

Zhang Qian saw that the two were talking about old things over there, so she didn't make a sound, and sat quietly on the sofa with her eyes closed.

After about ten minutes, the two of them finally walked out of the bathroom together.

Zhang Huilan took out a bank card from her bag, walked to Zhang Qian, with tears in her eyes, held her hand and said: "Qianqian, thank you, we didn't negotiate 500,000 yuan, but I didn't expect the effect to be so good, 500,000 is too little." This card is 100,000 yuan, which can be regarded as a gift from Aunt Lan to you! Next time I come over, I will bring you the remaining 500,000 yuan. ”