Thick foundation covers the wound and causes great irritation to the wound.
But she still endured it, there was no way she could go out with that scarred face.
Qi Yanran went to find Song Ziqian directly as before, without calling him.
She has been to the Song family villa many times, she is familiar with it, and she even knows the password for the electronic lock of the door.
Qi Yanran walked directly into the door of the Song family villa without knocking.
They saw Qi Mingming turning over the soil in the flower garden, and kept acting coquettishly towards Song Ziqian who was standing beside him.
Qi Yanran immediately frowned and said dissatisfied: "Qi Mingming, why are you here!"
Qi Mingming covered the soil, poured some water, and then said: "What are you making all this fuss about? I came to see Brother Ziqian to teach me how to plant flowers. Why can't I be here anymore? The Song family belongs to you, Qi Yanran!"
Qi Mingming and Qi Yanran didn't deal with each other in the first place.
The main reason is that both of them like Song Ziqian, and Song Ziqian has followed Qi Yanran's advice in recent years.
Qi Mingming was extremely jealous of Qi Yanran, but he was not as easy to bully as Qi Yuan, so he kept fighting with Qi Yanran.
The three families of the Qi family were already in a state of supporting and competing with each other, but Qi was obviously not as smart as Qi Yanran, and was always led by Qi Yanran.
But things are different now, Qi Yanran is disfigured, Qi Ming is not afraid of her Qi Yanran anymore.
Qi Yanran has been having a very unhappy time recently and was so angry that Qi Mingming said her words that she had a headache.
It's almost dark today. What flowers should I plant?
Seeing that something was going to happen between the two of them.
Song Ziqian walked over and stood between the two of them, and asked Qi Yanran, "Yanran, what do you want to see me for?"
"Can't I come to you if I have nothing to do?" Qi Yanran said aggrievedly.
It's just that her makeup was too thick, her face was painted pale, and her foundation was as thick as a city wall, and her aggrieved expression looked a bit scary.
Song Ziqian almost wanted to step back, but he was afraid of hurting Qi Yanran's face, so he endured it forcefully.
"Yanran, you know, that's not what I meant."
Qi Yanran was extremely angry. If it had been before, she would have turned around and left, waiting for Song Ziqian to beg her to coax her.
But now, she doesn't dare to do this anymore, she is afraid that if she leaves in anger, no one will come looking for her.
Song Ziqian gave her a step down, and Qi Yanran calmed down her anger and whispered: "Brother Ziqian, I have something to tell you."
"What do you want to say to me?"
Qi Yanran looked at Qi Mingming, pursed her lips and said nothing.
Seeing this, Song Ziqian said to Qi Mingming: "Mingming, you go back first, we will talk later."
Qi Mingming was a little dissatisfied, but he still smiled obediently and said to Song Ziqian: "Okay, brother Ziqian, I will go back first and come back to you in two days."
After Qi Mingming left, Qi Yanran said, "Brother Ziqian, let's go in and talk."
Song Ziqian and Qi Yanran entered the villa, and Qi Yanran walked directly towards Song Ziqian's room.
Song Ziqian followed behind, frowning slightly, but still didn't say anything.
Qi Yanran often entered Song Ziqian's room before. She was used to this and no longer regarded herself as an outsider.
When you return to the room, the door is closed.
Song Ziqian asked again: "What happened? You can tell me now."
Qi Yanran still didn't say anything, but made another request: "I'm a little nervous, can we have a drink first before talking."
Song Ziqian didn't know what Qi Yanran wanted to say.
But he was used to compromising with Qi Yanran, so he still agreed.
After all, Yanran saved his life. Without Yanran, he wouldn't be where he is now.
Song Ziqian went to the wine rack outside to get a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses.
As the rich crimson wine was poured into the decanter, Qi Yanran noticed that during the whole process, Song Ziqian did not look at her face.
Song Ziqian used to be so gentle, always looking into her eyes, always looking at her face, and being obedient to her, but now, don't he want to look at her even more?
Song Ziqian's attitude further strengthened Qi Yanran's thoughts.
She tried her best to keep her expression gentle and said: "I'm a little cold, go ahead and turn on the air conditioner, and I'll pour the wine."
Naturally, Song Ziqian would not refute Qi Yanran over such a trivial matter.
Get up and turn on the air conditioner.
Qi Yanran quickly threw the medicine in her hand into Song Ziqian's red wine glass and shook it calmly.
When Song Ziqian came back, Qi Yanran picked up the wine glass and said in a sincere tone: "Brother Ziqian, come and have a drink with me. I will remember all the kindness you have done to me over the years. I have always been very grateful to you."
Listening to Qi Yanran's words, Song Ziqian's eyes really softened: "Yanran, don't say that. You saved me back then. I have always regarded you as my biological sister. I should treat you well."
Qi Yanran lowered her eyes slightly, men are indeed not good people.
Was Song Ziqian's attitude towards her once just that of a biological sister?
She was not a fool, how could she not feel that Song Ziqian regarded her as a woman.
Everything changed until Qi Yuan showed that face and Song Ziqian changed.
Now that she was disfigured, Song Ziqian's attitude was even worse than before.
Oh, my dear sister, she wants Song Ziqian to never be able to treat her as his sister.
The wine was drugged.
She had been touched by disgusting men before, so she didn't care about this body anymore. She wanted Song Ziqian to remember her forever, to make Song Ziqian mistakenly think that her chastity had been ruined, and to make Song Ziqian secretly do it even if he was with Qi Yuan.
Listen to her.
Qi Yanran's eyes were filled with light as she was thinking about this.
She poured more wine for Song Ziqian and said with a sincere face: "Brother Ziqian, actually...actually I like you."
Song Ziqian's hand holding the drink froze. He used to be devoted to repaying his kindness and would hang around Qi Yanran every day. Qi Yanran was good-looking and gentle, so he thought he liked Qi Yanran.
But now he knows that he doesn't like Qi Yanran, and that disfigured face is too terrifying.
Thinking of this, Song Ziqian suddenly thought of Qi Yuan's face covered in blood. For some reason, thinking about it at this time, he didn't feel scary at all, but a little worried.
Song Ziqian did not hurt Qi Yanran's self-esteem and expressed his attitude with silence.
Qi Yanran understood clearly in her heart, and continued with suppressed malice: "But I know that this is just my fantasy. Brother Ziqian likes Qi Yuan, I know you like her, her face is only slightly injured, and you won't leave it.
Scar, I... wish you happiness."
Song Ziqian's eyes lit up for a moment when he heard that Qi Yuan's face would not have scars.
He didn't know for a moment whether he was happy that Qi Yuan's beautiful face was not destroyed, or whether he was happy that Qi Yuan would not be sad because of the disfigurement.
Song Ziqian reacted instantly and felt that he was crazy.
When he first saw Qi Yuan, he just took a fancy to that face.
That beautiful face gave him an inexplicable feeling of intimacy, making him want to get closer.
But now, why would he care more about Qi Yuan's mood...