"Then the right side of your face, isn't it Hong Fu 's?"
Li Tian's words were, of course, because based on Hong Qianqian's attitude towards Hong Fu, she had thought that the two of them had a secret skin-grafting technique.
The other half that was similar to Hong Fu was obtained from Hong Fu.
"How ... How did you know?"
When Hong Qianqian said this, she was actually a little excited.
Eh?
He actually guessed it right?
"That's right. We are both descendants of the red armor clan's sect leader. Why should the heavens give me the ugliest face in the world while he, a disappointing son, has the most beautiful face in the world?"
The more Hong Qianqian spoke, the more agitated she became. In her eyes, all of this was due to the unfairness of the heavens and even her father.
This thought had been suppressed in her heart for many years. In the end, she had a delusion:
