The sudden sound made both of them look stiff.

It's... Quan Zhen's voice!

Why is she back?

I saw Quan Jin walking to the center of the hall, his arms crossed nervously, looking at Quan's father and mother with arrogant contempt.

this moment.

The head of the Quan family seems to have seen Quan Jin when he was ten years old.

Arrogant, arrogant, noble and arrogant!

This kind of momentum should not be reflected in Quan Jin now, no!

"You...how could you..."

Father Quan pointed at his familiar yet unfamiliar daughter. She had the same appearance, body shape and voice, but she was completely different from yesterday.

All the decadence, timidity, and lack of confidence have disappeared!

Just one day passed, what happened?

Father Quan originally wanted to say something, but when he came to his lips, he changed his words: "We are hiding your name for your own good! How many people out there want you to die?"

"What's going on with the engagement to Mo Qingtian? Why don't you discuss it with us first?"

Quan Jin yawned lazily.

"Tsk!" Pretending!

Quan Jin's eyes seemed to be able to see through all the secrets. She just glanced at the two of them, turned around and went upstairs without even replying to the head of the Quan family.

Father Quan and mother Quan stood there blankly, looking at her back, feeling a wave of emotion in their hearts.

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After Quan Jin returned to his room.

The first thing he did was to look in the mirror to see how ugly his face could be... As expected, Quan Jin was not disappointed with his current figure and appearance.

Hold!

His skin is dark yellow and dull, his eyes are slightly sunken, and he is about 1.58 meters tall by visual inspection.

His skin was so swollen that when he looked at it from a distance, he couldn’t tell which country bumpkin came out of a small ravine!

"Hey, I'd better die!"

Quan Jin took out a dagger from the drawer and pressed it on her wrist. Looking at this face, she didn't want to live at all and just wanted to commit suicide.

At this time.

Quan Jin suddenly glanced at a photo in the drawer.

A little girl of about ten years old, wearing a white custom-made dress, and a diamond-structured crown on her head did not take away any of her temperament.

That face...

It is simply a disaster to the common people. It is so exquisite and perfect that it is suffocating!

"Bang!" Quan Jin immediately slapped the dagger on the table.

Then close the drawer and press your finger lightly on the red line on your right wrist... It only takes a little health to use prophecy and return your appearance to normal!

Is it used?

Need not!

use!

Need not?

"no!"

"Appearance is something external to the body. How could I, Quan Jin, be such a superficial person?" Quan Jin closed the drawer and muttered silently with a serious face...

There are only four days left, life is more important than face...

More important than face...

The stunning and delicate girl in the photo just now is Quan Jin when she was ten years old.

What kind of evil thing caused her to take chronic poison for nearly seven years, which destroyed the nervous and developmental system, disrupted the normal operation of the brain, and caused intellectual stagnation!

She spent half a day in jail just to get a drug dealer's pass.

Medicinal materials, oh my grass, her face!

"Wow!"

Quan Jin stretched out his legs and kicked away the chair, opened the door and prepared to go to the drug dealer in Jiangcheng.

The girl stood on the corridor on the second floor and glanced at the empty hall. Too lazy to take the stairs, she supported the guardrail with her hands and flipped over lightly, landing handsomely on the ground on the first floor.

Just waiting for Quan Jin to leave the door of the villa.

I saw a weak figure trotting over with a pale face. After seeing Quan Jin, there was a layer of anxiety, surprise, and faint dissatisfaction in his eyes.

The girl stood in front of Quan Jin with a weak look as if she was about to die, and spoke eagerly:
Chapter completed!