The girl's skin was thin and tender, especially under the atmosphere light, where any slight marks appeared exceptionally clear.
At first, Liang Weining hadn't recovered from the shock, but after the man mentioned it, she noticed a burning pain on the right side of her face.
She was too embarrassed to admit that she had been slapped in the chaos; it was a loss of face.
In the man's deep gaze, Liang Weining pretended to take it lightly and joked with an excuse, "I must have been careless while eating spicy crab and gotten oil on my face."
She was ready to brush it off.
Not wanting to hear her nonsense, Chen Jingyuan indifferently shifted his gaze and instructed the driver in the front to head to the hospital.
Alright then.
She was a clown.
In reality, such an injury was nothing; Liang Weining used to get into fights when she was naughty as a child, and getting hurt was common.
