Just as Liu Rushuang fell deep into thought, she suddenly felt an itch on the skin where she had applied the facial balm on her arm.
"What's going on? Your ointment isn't toxic, is it?"
Her beautiful face showed signs of anxiety as Liu Rushuang's large eyes stared at Zhang Xiaomeng.
"Please, do I look like a swindler to you? Just take a good look at yourself, it must be my facial balm working its magic."
Zhang Xiaomeng rolled his eyes helplessly and said to Liu Rushuang.
"How is that possible? Even if your ointment is effective, it couldn't be this fast."
Liu Rushuang's face was full of disbelief.
"Instead of arguing with me, you'd better look down and see for yourself if your scar has disappeared."
Zhang Xiaomeng said irritably.
"Do you not blush when you brag like this? Wait until I wash it off, and then I'll settle the score with you. If this thing doesn't work, I'll have someone shut down your pharmaceutical plant right away."
