1511. Chapter 1511 If you don't leave me, you won't abandon me 119
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Of course, she was laughing at herself and scolding Ge Liancheng.
Ge Liancheng's expression changed slightly.
However, he thought that Zeng Sihui loved him deeply and hated him so much that that's why she acted like this.
So, he hurriedly explained, "Huihui, don't believe Zhou Jieying. She deliberately asked me to say this, just to hurt you. Don't believe her."
"That's none of my business anymore, Ge Liancheng. From now on you have nothing to do with me, so get out of here! Just disgust whoever you want to disgust, and don't embarrass yourself in front of my aunt."
After Zeng Sihui finished speaking, she added coldly, "By the way, Ge Liancheng, I thought you were just fake in your heart, but I didn't expect that your nose was fake as well. Haha, considering that I once liked you, I reminded you
You should hurry up and look in the mirror, lest you be photographed by reporters and your so-called male god image will collapse, haha."
When Ge Liancheng heard this, his face changed drastically. He hurriedly reached out to touch his nose and found that it was crooked.
His heart dropped with a thump, and he hurriedly returned to the car, closed the window, and took out the mirror to look at it.
When he realized that his nose was ridiculously crooked to one side of his face, and thought of the strange expressions Zeng Sihui and others looked at him just now, he almost wanted to kill him.
Sorry to stay any longer, he quickly stepped on the accelerator and ran away to find a plastic surgeon to help him correct it.
Watching the car silhouette of him driving away, Zeng Sihui was completely relieved. She turned around and hugged Yang Zimei's shoulders, "Niuniu, now I really understand why you want me to thank Zhou Jieying. Haha, I really want to thank her this time. No."
She, I continue to be deceived by that hypocritical plastic surgery guy. Yesterday he said he wanted to borrow three million, and I almost asked my grandpa to ask for it. Damn it, you are a dead actor and a plastic surgery guy!"
"Is it still painful?"
Yang Zimei blinked and asked.
"It's so painful. Even though I know he is such a fake, I, Zeng Sihui, still suffer for him. Am I no longer a pencil? And I'm still a B-level person!"
Zeng Sihui shouted.
Yang Zimei looked embarrassed, "Cousin, it's not good for girls to use foul language."
"I don't care, I'm having a great time today anyway, so I'll just say a few words, damn it!"
Zeng Sihui continued.
Yang Zimei was left to her.
As long as she is happy!
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Back in the room, Yang Zimei began to think about how to carve the three-color jadeite.
She is also self-aware of her own carving skills.
However, no matter how ugly it is, it is still your own intention, and you can carve it while injecting charms to enhance the jade's magic power.
If Grandpa Zeng really thought his carvings were ugly, then he wasn't worthy of accepting them.
Yang Zimei carefully began to carve according to the shape of the three-color jadeite.
She used to carve jade carvings of fortune, longevity and longevity for her grandma, but now she is a little more proficient in carving them.
No matter how skilled he is, jade carving is still a delicate and arduous project. It took Yang Zimei four hours to complete the carving, and his fingers were injured several times by the carving knife.
"Is it finished?"
Long Zhutian came in and saw her looking left and right with the jade carving, so he came over to ask.
"Okay! It's not bad!"
Yang Zimei found that he was quite satisfied with the carving this time. It was much improved compared to the previous Buddha statue carved on Beishi Street.
Long Zhutian did not answer because he found scars on her fingers.
"Why are you hurt?"
He pulled her hand over and asked heartbrokenly, "Does it hurt?"
"pain……"
Yang Zimi pouted, nodded pitifully and answered with a coquettish tone.
The grief in Long Zhutian's eyes deepened, and he suddenly took her injured finger into his mouth...