Ji An'an has already thought of his lines to ridicule.
She pretended to be sick, and Beiming Shilan also pretended to be sick, but they didn't innovate.
Beiming Shaoxi had just been deceived by her, how could he believe Beiming Shilan? She could expose her flaws at will!
However, when she saw Beiming Shilan lying on the bed, her cheeks swollen like steamed buns, she was speechless.
"Brother, have you come to see me?" Beiming Shilan closed her long eyelashes like a Barbie doll. She slowly opened her eyes when she heard the footsteps.
Facing Ji An'an's enlarged face
Ji Anan wanted to see if her swollen face was real or not.
He poked it with his fingers and pinched it again.
Beiming Shilan screamed in pain.
Ji Anan is a professional makeup artist, so the fake look cannot be hidden from her eyes.
Obviously, this face is really swollen into a bun.
"It hurts!" Beiming Shilan glanced at Beiming Shaoxi behind her, and asked weakly and sadly, "What are you doing here? You still want to hit me?"
"Did you slap yourself in the face?"
"What?" Beiming Shilan was filled with tears and pretended not to understand.
"I've hit you so many times, why isn't your face swollen?" Ji Anan asked!
Da Qing said coldly and sarcastically: "How do you know it's not swollen?"
Ji Anan was surprised: "Is your face also swollen?" You can't tell at all!
She stretched out her hands and held Beiming Shaoxi's face to feel it...
Sure enough, the right side of the face is a little higher than the left side.
Because she punched the right cheek more often?
Ji Anan stared at his own slap inexplicably. How could she have such inner strength? If she had known how much more slaps she would give the second lady?
"Second Miss's skin is so delicate that it can be broken by blows, and even leaves can cut her hands..." Nanny Bolti didn't like Ji An'an at first. After knowing that she bullied Second Miss, of course she disliked her even more.
Beiming Shilan was astonished when she heard this! Ji Anan actually slapped her brother a lot?
"I pushed her last night, but she didn't break her head. Now she's wrapped into a sweet potato. Who would believe it?"
"Brother, she beat me and called me sweet potato..." Beiming Shilan wiped away tears sadly.
"Sweet Potato made me cry, but I scolded you! Do you dare to take off the bandage and let me identify it?"
"Why should I listen to you?"
"You feel guilty and dare not expose it?" Ji An'an persisted in her inner thoughts, "You are really insidious. You provoked me to be beaten, and you even pretended to be sick to frame me!"
"Brother, I was injured like this, but she doesn't feel guilty and accuses me..." Beiming Shilan bit her lower lip, looking aggrieved.
"What do you think, Mr. Beiming? You were there yesterday!" Ji Anan raised her lips and sneered, "She was really pretending. She was the one who framed me last night. If you don't believe me, just open her bandage and take a look."
Beiming Shaoxi stared at her with uncertain eyes. Wasn't he more willing to believe Beiming Shilan...
It was Ji Anan's weird head, which he had never guessed through.
"Open the bandage." He ordered the doctor coldly.
"Brother?!" Beiming Shilan was shocked, "You don't believe me?"
"How serious is the injury? I want to see." Beiming Shaoxi concentrated, "It doesn't matter who you believe!"
"If I am really hurt, she needs to apologize to me!" The second lady changed her position and lay on the pillow, and the bandage was removed in circles.
When the desk lamp was turned on, there was indeed blood on her head, and there was a strong smell of ointment.
The doctor used tweezers to carefully peel back the blood-stained hair, revealing a half-finger-long wound that had just been sutured.