He Miao's leg was injured, so it was difficult for her to walk. Fortunately, it was the weekend now, so she could rest at home.
Ever since He Wei had brought her back, she had never stepped into He Miao's room. The so-called sisterly love was just a show in the Jing family.
He Miao, however, did not mind. She had long known what kind of character this family had. After transmigrating, she had never hoped for kinship.
She was bored staying in the house, so she fed the little guy a few pieces of dried meat and watched it fill its stomach. Then she limped to the desk and picked up a pen to write down the perfume and dressing ingredients she had developed before.
She picked a set of relatively simple but elegant perfume ingredients and prepared to show it to Professor Xu when she had the chance to go to school.
