Chapter 966
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Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Song Weiwei's Visit
H Country.
A top-notch plastic surgery hospital.
The high-heeled shoes tapped on the hospital corridor, making a slightly crisp sound.
The decoration style of this plastic surgery hospital was not as serious and white as the other hospitals. The retro European-style walls and decorations made it look more like a beauty salon.
"Knock, knock, knock —"
"Come in."
Song Jingwan's tone was light and she sounded like she was in a good mood.
The door was pushed open.
All the joy came to an abrupt end.
"Why are you here? Who asked you to come? "
Song Jingwan's face darkened. Her face was still wrapped in gauze, so no one could see what she looked like.
Song Jingwan had just undergone an operation two days ago. When she saw Song Weiwei, her first reaction was to ask someone to chase her out.
"Sister is in trouble. As her sister, how can I not come to see her?"
Song Weiwei closed the door with a smile and walked slowly towards Song Jingwan.
"Sister, you don't want to make a scene in the hospital and let everyone know that you're not on good terms with each other, right? Besides, it was Big Brother who asked me to accompany you. Otherwise — "
She suddenly leaned over and the light and elegant fragrance of her body wafted into her nose.
"Do you think I wanted to come?"
Song Weiwei smiled maliciously. She realized that she had really become bad, but she didn't think there was a problem at all.
She used to be so cowardly that she didn't deserve to work for Miss Song.
Song Jingwan suddenly realized that Song Weiwei had changed a lot after leaving the country. The elegance that came from her bones made her look like a real noble lady. Her skin was so white that it glowed.
"You —"
Countless thoughts flashed through her mind. She stared at Song Weiwei's flawless skin for a few seconds and suddenly sneered. "You had surgery on your face? Which hospital did it? It's quite natural. "
Song Weiwei smiled silently. "Sister, don't misunderstand. Don't tell me you've seen too many plastic surgery faces in the hospital during this period of time and everyone has a plastic surgery face? Don't accuse me of doing plastic surgery yourself. "
She straightened up and looked around the ward casually.
Although it was called a ward, it was actually more like a hotel. The atmosphere of Song Jingwan's life was everywhere.
"Who — had plastic surgery?" Song Jingwan was glad that she hadn't had time to implement the project she wanted to do. Otherwise, she would be laughed at by Song Weiwei again. "This is called repair, understand?"
"Alright."
Song Weiwei spread her hands. "But it's normal for you to think that I've had plastic surgery. After all, my skin is much better than when I was in China, right?"
How was it just a lot better? He had obviously been reborn!
"I just met a classmate by chance. That classmate is also Chinese and his family has been practicing Chinese medicine for generations. You know, this kind of person always has some secret palace recipes that outsiders don't know about. That's why my skin became like this. "
Song Weiwei's tone was boastful. "I wanted to bring you some, but I don't think you need them, right? Is it really possible for your face to recover? "
"Idiot."
Song Jingwan sneered, "Do you think I'm interested in your stuff? Since you're done showing off, get lost! "
Song Weiwei did not care. She was not affected at all.
"Alright then. Goodbye, Big Sister."
After saying that, Song Weiwei left with a faint smile.
His entire body was brimming with complacency. It was so full that it almost overflowed.
The room returned to silence.
Song Jingwan sat in a daze for a few seconds. Just when she thought that she would fly into a rage, she suddenly laughed softly.
"Someone sent me a pillow when I was sleepy."
She knocked on the table and narrowed her eyes.
(End of chapter)
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