As for the injuries you have suffered, you should not suffer them in vain, but let them be of the greatest use.

Ahn Lingxuan turned around and approached the bathroom and locked the door.

In front of the large mirror, he slowly lifted his clothes to reveal the scars on his ribs.

It's been two weeks since the injury, and the hideous scars have scabbed over by then. An Lingxuan swiped the ugly scar like a centipede, and the corners of her mouth slowly raised, revealing an evil smile.

Then, without hesitation, he picked up the knife on the side of the sink and slashed it little by little along the direction of the scar, and soon thin blood lines came out.

An Lingxuan looked at the overly slender blood line, frowned a little dissatisfied, and then he used twice as much force as just now to cut it down the scar again.

With the trajectory of the sharp blade, blood gushed out, and looking at the scars that had become bloody and the wounds that looked serious, Ahn Lingxuan finally wrapped a bandage around the wound with satisfaction.

Of course, for the bullet hole in the calf, he also concocted the same method.

After doing all this, Ahn Lingxuan regained his gentlemanly smile again, opened the door and walked out.

"By the way, someone just came over again." The roommate pointed to an invitation on the table and said, "It's a middle-aged man who looks quite young, and he asked me to give it to you." ”

"Thanks, I see." Ahn Lingxuan smiled and nodded, and walked towards the table with the invitation.

The cover of the invitation on the table is pure black, and the gorgeous pattern painted in dark gold on it looks understated and luxurious.

Ahn Lingxuan avoided her roommate and sat sideways on the edge of the bed to open the invitation.

The graceful smile on his face froze visibly at the moment he saw the words on it, and after a moment it was replaced by a more straightforward joy, and then a hint of tangle flashed again.

This is an invitation from Princess Mako Su.

The time was also 8 p.m. at her villa.

Although the proud princess would have sent herself an invitation to dinner for some reason, whatever the reason, receiving an invitation is always a good thing to celebrate.

It's just that Rashimé's date is also eight o'clock in the evening, and the two seem to be in conflict.

However, An Lingxuan did not dwell on it for a long time. How to choose, the result is obvious, isn't it?

One is in Ahn Lingxuan's opinion, and the other is an undetermined fruit that still needs to be worked on. He naturally leaned towards the latter.

In the next hour or so, An Lingxuan took out the clothes in the closet and began to try them on one by one. I looked at the mirror for a long time for each change, and then I always found something dissatisfied, shook my head, and changed to the next one.

The roommate looked at An Lingxuan, who was about to empty all the clothes in the closet, and couldn't help but speak: "You are a boy, why are you so exquisite, according to me, you look so handsome and wear anything that can fascinate thousands of girls, no need to grind and chirp." ”

Ahn Linghyun gave her roommate a deep look, didn't speak, and continued to change clothes in front of the mirror.

Finally, when the time for departure was approaching, he picked out clothes that barely fit his heart.

On one side, Ahn Ling-hyun wore a formal hand-made royal blue suit and headed towards Princess Mako-su's villa, while on the other side, Lahimi, who had arrived at the restaurant early, was looking forward to it.