Xia Weibao was completely stunned.
No wonder, when Xia Shi shielded her from the sulfuric acid and she said she’d help treat her face, Xia Shi had refused, saying it was fine like this.
How could it be fine!
Who would want to live with a face neither human nor ghost!
Especially since she was once the stunningly beautiful movie star, Zhong Shixia!
Looking back, it was because her beauty was noticed by Qiao Yuchu’s father, and under coercion, she lost her child, so she probably didn’t want to face her forr self.
And then there was Zhai En’s broken leg, brutally amputated, such imnse pain!
Fate was truly unfair to the two of them, one a superstar, the other a renowned director, a match made in heaven, so happy.
Yet, without knowing anything, it was all destroyed.
A life full of hardships.
Xia Weibao suddenly rushed out the door.
Xu Jiayang and Leng Yan exchanged glances, where was she going?
Before they could react, Xia Weibao ran back, grabbing Leng Yan’s car keys, "Boss, I need to borrow your car."
She had just dashed out and realized that it was Lu Hualiang who brought her to the company today, so she didn’t have her car.
"Hey, where are you going? My car was just redeed; don’t wreck it!"
That car, he had sold it before and barely got it back, it was just custom modified and maintained by himself, so she better not ss around.
However, Xia Weibao had already dashed into the elevator and couldn’t hear Leng Yan’s words.
She couldn’t bother with seeking revenge on Qiao Yuchu, nor could she care about those rumors online.
There was only one thought in her mind, to cure Zhong Shixia’s face!
Such a brilliant woman should be standing at the top of the entertainnt industry, proudly looking down on all, not enduring a dim life with a disfigured face!
Even if Zhong Shixia didn’t want to, and even if it went against Lu Hualiang’s wishes, she would still cure her face!
And as for Zhai En’s leg, though healing a man to compete with herself for a woman might feel a bit annoying, these are the happiness Zhong Shixia deserved.
She should have a healthy husband, a chubby son, and a happy family of three.
The car drove fast, Xia Weibao was racing in broad daylight.
She ran through several red lights with a bunch of traffic police chasing behind.
The police sirens blared continuously behind, audible even several streets away.
The citywide chase was quite sothing.
However, they couldn’t catch up.
Leng Yan was a sports car enthusiast, who called this modified car his wife, it was exceptionally good.
The modified supercar, driven by Her Majesty the Empress who, relying on her Qinggong, drove at rocket speed, how could the police catch up.
"Damn it, I’ve never seen anyone as reckless! Note down the license plate number, I’ll haul him to the traffic bureau for tea later!"
The traffic police behind cursed at the distant car tail.
Leng Yan was still heartbroken over his car when he got a call from the traffic bureau, saying he was speeding heavily and ran red lights, demanding a talk on life.
Leng Yan, "..."
This damn!
Xia Weibao sped crazily all the way to the prival forest, threw the car aside, and rushed in to gather herbs.
Zhong Shixia’s face, though terrifyingly disfigured for five years, was not beyond treatnt.
The required herbs were plentiful, and Zhai En’s herbs needed gathering too.
By the ti she ca out of the prival forest, it was already dark.
Driving back to Lu Garden, she saw Lu Hualiang sitting in the living room, looking at her expressionlessly.
Xia Weibao suddenly felt guilty, standing at the door with a large bag of herbs, looking down at her shoes, resembling a primary school student caught doing sothing wrong.
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