"Since you're not in a hurry to leave anymore, just stay here and make yourself comfortable." Yuan Xin's expression softened, and she said gently to Lu Liangwei.
Perhaps it was due to the scar on her left cheek, for she would always turn her right cheek toward the person she was talking to.
Lu Liangwei glanced at her unblemished right cheek.
Her uninjured right profile was still rather good-looking. Her skin was fair, and her face was delicately sculpted.
Moreover, she had a pair of lovely slanted eyes.
She must have been a woman of remarkable beauty before she was injured.
Lu Liangwei nodded. Spotting a brush and ink on the table near the window, she made her way over, picked up the brush, and wrote down a list of medicinal materials on paper.
