Huo Xiaoran shook his head.
Qiao An reached out and touched her face. It was lubricated and painful. Why was it damaged out of the blue?
"An'an." Huo Xiaoran stuffed the mirror into Ki Ki's hand, then strode up to Qiao An. He stroked her head gently as if he was comforting a child.
"An'an, don't be afraid. Your skin is indeed not as fair as before, but it doesn't affect your beauty at all. There are many people in this world who are naturally dark. And believe me, I will definitely cure your skin."
Tears welled in Qiao An's eyes. "Will you despise me?" she choked.
Huo Xiaoran's voice was so gentle that there was no hardness at all. "Silly, no matter what you become, Hubby will love you. Just like how no matter how narrow-minded and ugly I become, you won't give up on me."
