Today I just want to post with the little junior sister who is passing by

In the boudoir, the maid was dressing up Mu Qinggan. All kinds of exquisite and luxurious decorations were added to Mu Qinggan's head. It seemed that no amount of decoration was too much.

The maid combed Mu Qinggan's hair as gently as possible, for fear that the hair would get knotted and pulled too tightly, Mu Qinggan scolded herself. Mu Qinggan's temper has always been difficult to control.

"Miss, I have really become concerned about you recently. I was completely indifferent to your affairs in Canglan Sect, but now I actually take the initiative to find out about your favorite person, miss."

The maid was also happy about Mu Qinggan's situation. If the master is blessed, then the current people should also be blessed.

"Does he care about me? Haha, he only cares about himself from beginning to end."

Mu Qinggan's eyes were gloomy. Many years ago, his father killed his mother as easily as crushing a mouse to death. For his father, things that were worthless naturally did not require any energy and time. But now he was classified as useful by his father.

The father will always only provide conveniences to the strong, while the weak will be left aside and will get moldy and smelly without anyone taking care of them.

Mu Qinggan still remembers the day her mother died, which was a rainy night.

The blood stains were washed into the pond of Mu Mansion, and the blood color blended with the blue color. No one asked about her mother's whereabouts, only she set up a tombstone for her mother.

Only the strong will be left behind, and this is the fate of the weak. His father has many women, and he doesn't care if an insignificant one dies.

She can't live in fear in the Mu Mansion forever. Those who need to be taught a lesson should be taught a lesson.

Mu Qinggan dipped a pen into some lipstick and applied it on her lips. Her fair skin made her lips look rosier.

"It's just that I'm better than my second brother now. By the way, has the butler's left hand been taken care of?"

The maid became more and more excited when she said this: "It has been taken care of. It has been put into the pond to feed the fish. Now, I am afraid that the bones have sunk to the bottom. Whoever asked him to make things difficult for the young lady, this move is also tacitly approved by the master."

"That's good. I hope he won't be so arrogant in the future. Otherwise, he will get tired of being a housekeeper and let him die in the belly of the fish next time."

Mu Qinggan talked about this matter as calmly as if he had to eat every day, chatting about homely matters without frowning.

She looked in the mirror for a long time, her pearls jingling and shining too much.

"Let me see, can this makeup still be considered exquisite?" She looked at herself in the mirror and it was pleasing to the eye, but she still had to ask the maid.

Only when the maid praises her does she feel happier. It's not enough that she is the only one who thinks it looks good. She has worked hard to prepare for so long, so she should be praised.

"My lady's makeup is naturally very good. Everyone who sees her can't help but be happy." The maid's face was filled with a smile.

Mu Qinggan smiled "hehe" and continued to look at himself in the mirror. He couldn't help but hold his chin up and giggle at the mirror.

However, her smile disappeared without a trace in an instant after facing her murder weapon.

"Do men all like older ones? Am I not perfect enough?"

Facing the young lady's loss, the maid thought for a moment and gave a less than perfect answer: "Everyone has different likes and dislikes. Maybe the second young master of the Jiang family just likes you like this. Besides, appearance is only one of them." It’s just a small part, the beauty of the soul is..."

Before the maid could finish her words, she was sharply interrupted by Mu Qinggan.

"That's enough, stop talking, that's not the case. If he liked it, he would definitely not avoid me before!!!"

The entire courtyard fell silent instantly.

The maid was so frightened by Mu Qinggan that she didn't dare to speak.

Only the sound of falling leaves outside the house and the chirping of birds vaguely echoed.

Mu Qinggan still has an unforgettable memory of wearing a mask in Jiangqiao Library. Regarding this matter, Jiang Qiao did not give himself a clear explanation, and just used fireworks to coax him out of it.

But she knew in her heart that Jiang Qiao probably didn't like her. Mu Qinggan loved Jiang Qiao's appearance. If Jiang Qiao liked her, it wouldn't be because of his damn beauty.

Only by constantly grooming and grooming herself could Jiang Qiao have a chance to like herself. "I want to look plumper, is there anything I can do?"

This sentence was like an ice-breaker for the maid. Now she finally dared to say such a sentence or two.

"There's a way... Miss, why don't you put something on it, so that it will look more bulging."

"That makes sense, so what should I do?"

"How about filling it with cotton dumplings, so that the texture will be more realistic."

"Let me try..."

"..."

"..."

After a while, Mu Qinggan walked out of the curtain, and the roundness in front of him was indeed much more vivid.

"Miss, this works very well."

"That's good."

"However, their shape seems a bit asymmetrical..."

"Ah, let me see!"

"Miss, if you change it again, it will be really difficult to shape the cotton."

"..."

Mu Qinggan finally packed up and got on the speed train to Su City. She was very satisfied with herself from beginning to end.

She finally dressed up her words to the best of her ability and came to see Jiang Qiao in her best condition.

Arriving outside the theater, he saw Jiang Qiao's profile at a glance.

Jiang Qiao turned his back to himself, seeming to be looking at the distant water bank.

"Master D..." Mu Qinggan opened her mouth, but she almost pronounced the younger brother's voice completely, so she changed her words in a hurry, "Jiang Qiao, is this Mr. Jiang?"

The reason why she changed her mind was that she felt that she should not just stick to the name of the Canglan Sect. Outside the sect, she and Jiang Qiao should have new developments and new relationships, and everything should be brand new.

Jiang Qiao slowly turned his head when he heard someone calling him.

Mu Qinggan's smile froze instantly. How could this happen? Why is it still so ugly...

Shouldn't he have recovered a long time ago? Didn't Jiang Qiao say that becoming ugly is just a side effect of failed cultivation?

This was so different from the picture Mu Qinggan imagined. It was so different that she wanted to vomit, and it was so different that she wanted to cry.

So why did I get up and dress up for so long this morning?

Is it not worth it?

Mu Qinggan turned away and asked Jiang Qiao: "Why is your face still like this?"

"The side effects haven't been completely eliminated, that's why it's like this, senior sister, it's okay."

"But I heard from others that your face was already healed before..."

"Later on, I had another problem while practicing, so it became like this again. Let's go, senior sister, it's not important. Let's go to the theater. The theater will start soon."

Mu Qinggan's stomach juices were swollen at the moment, her throat was sore and irritated, and her eyes were full of tears, but she still said tremblingly: "Can you, can you please stop calling me senior sister and call me Miss Mu."

"Yes, Miss Mu."

Jiang Qiao smiled at Mu Qinggan.

Mu Qinggan couldn't stand any longer. She wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible. However, she forced herself not to yell at Jiang Qiao uncontrollably after giving him orange cake last time.

Today is very important. Not only is it a reminder to control one's temper, but it is also a family blind date. She represents the Mu family. Jiang Qiao's ugly face is only temporary, not permanent. He has to be patient and endure it.

Mu Qinggan just thought this, but the next second her body reacted instinctively...