Ming Mei's eyes flickered with panic, she quickly shook her head, "Dad, it's nothing, just a bit of a toothache."
The old man was even more certain that something was bothering Ming Mei. She must have been bullied by some fool and was worried that it would cause him concern if she told him.
The old man said, "Girl, listen to me, let me take a look..."
Zhao anxiously said on the side, "Young Madam, I... you should let the old man take a look. You shouldn't just take the bullying like this."
As she finished speaking, she reached over and pulled down Ming Mei's hand.
After a while, Ming Mei's face had already begun to swell up. Her skin is already fair and tender, and the slap from Zhao was harsh, so now it looked both red and swollen, a sight to behold.
