The moment Qin Shaomin glimpsed Fang Jiayin's face, it drained his face of color. His mouth hung open and fear lingered in his eyes for a long time.
Fang Jiayin smiled as she had succeeded.
It took some time for Qin Shaomin to snap out from his shock. "A few days ago, I read that someone splashed boiling water on your face at a restaurant. I had presumed that the news article was a fake."
Fang Jiayin sneered. "Now that you know that it's true that my face is disfigured. Won't you hurry and scram?"
Qin Shaomin erased his lewd smile and instead, pity clouded his eyes. "It's alright, I believe that you will recover and regain your looks. Jiayin, I really like you very much. If it wasn't for the fact that my family business had gone bust in the last few years, I would have gone to Country Y to look for you."
When she looked at Qin Shaomin's face, hatred consumed her. She felt like killing him. If it wasn't for that night…
