This was their first cold war in a long time. Ji Nuan resisted the urge to head out to look, stubbornly keeping herself in the bedroom.
The next morning, she stepped out of the bedroom's bathroom after a shower. She saw that there were barely any marks left on her face. With a thin layer of foundation, it would be completely unnoticeable. Only the bandage on her forehead was slightly attention-grabbing.
She planned to head to a nearby hair salon to cut some bangs and conceal it. Since her hair quality was good, and her hair tended to grow quickly, when the scar faded, the bangs could be grown back; it would not affect her looks whatsoever.
It was extremely quiet in the living room. Ji Nuan stepped out after changing her clothes. The moment she opened the main bedroom door, she met a pair of eyes.
Mo Jingshen's calm gaze met hers.
