"Then what do you need to do to help me? " Wen Jianing asked with a bad look on her face.
"I can help you if you want. However, there is no free lunch in this world. You can buy it with money. " Wen Jiahui was not a person who would be at a disadvantage. Moreover, the other party was Wen Jianing, whom she had always hated.
"It seems that you don't want that person's phone number. " Wen Jianing snorted coldly and threatened Wen Jiahui.
"You can give it or not. Anyway, my face is not as serious as yours. Even if you don't use the ointment to remove the scars, it will fade over time. "
"As for you, if you don't use it, you'll probably have to undergo plastic surgery. "
"You? " Wen Jianing was so angry that she wanted to die, but she also hated Wen Jiahui. If it weren't for Wen Jiahui, how would her face have become like this. Therefore, she wished she could kill Wen Jiahui directly.
However, she couldn't do it now. She still had to get the ointment to apply on her face from Sheng Fenghua through Wen Jiahui's hands.
Therefore, no matter how much she hated Wen Jiahui, she could only endure it for the time being.
"How about it? Do you agree or not? " Wen Jiahui didn't care what Wen Jiahui thought. In short, if she wanted Wen Jiahui to help her with the matter, there would be no benefits, so she absolutely couldn't do it.
"Okay, I agree! " Wen Jianing gritted her teeth and finally agreed.
In order not to disfigure her face and not to have plastic surgery, she temporarily endured it.
"COOL! " Wen Jiahui smiled in satisfaction and then asked, "where's the phone? Why aren't you telling me? "
Wen Jianing suppressed the anger in her heart and then reported Sheng Fenghua's phone number to Wen Jiahui.
After getting the phone number, Wen Jiahui did not waste any more time talking to Wen Jianing and directly hung up the phone.
Wen Jianing listened to the blind voice coming from the phone and angrily threw the phone on the bed.
Moreover, Wen Jiahui had Sheng Fenghua's phone number. She didn't waste any time and immediately called her.
Sheng Fenghua, who was playing chess with elder Si, heard the phone ring. She picked it up and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, so she directly hung up.
Unexpectedly, the other party was a persistent person. Even if she hung up, she called again.
After a few times, elder SI couldn't help but say to Sheng Fenghua, "Zhan Bei's wife, the other party probably has something urgent. You should answer it first. "
Sheng Fenghua nodded and then picked up the phone.
Wen Jiahui called five times in a row, and Sheng Fenghua finally picked up. She couldn't help but get excited and asked, "excuse me, is this Miss Sheng? I'm Wen Jiahui. "
"Wen Jiahui? " Sheng Fenghua heard this name and knew that it must be related to Wen Jianing. She couldn't help but frown and ask, "What's the matter? "
When old master SI heard the name Sheng Fenghua read out, he couldn't help but remind her, "that's Wen Jianing's sister. "
Sheng Fenghua nodded at old master Si and listened attentively to Wen Jiahui's call.
"Miss Sheng, it's like this. I heard that your medical skills are very good and my face is injured. I wonder if you can take a look at it for me? "
Wen Jiahui didn't directly ask about the ointment. Instead, she asked her to take a look at the injury.
"injured your face? " Sheng Fenghua was stunned. She remembered that old Madam Wen said Wen Jianing also injured her face. Two sisters injured their faces at the same time. Was this a coincidence?
"Yes, Miss Sheng. What do you think? "
Sheng Fenghua did not answer immediately. Instead, she asked, "May I ask what is your relationship with Wen Jianing? "
"Oh, she is my sister. " After Wen Jiahui said that, she remembered what Wen Jianing had said before and immediately said, "but don't worry, my relationship with her is not good. "