Because of the speed of the car, the smoke ring flew out of the window quickly.

The two were silent.

Arriving at the company, Cheng Yingxuan parked the car to the ground and stopped, glancing at Yan Shiting's cold, cold face.

Knowing her rejection made him unhappy.

She didn't think there was anything.

His eyes fell on the mask on his left cheek. It was really out of place to wear a mask in this era.

Even if he used to make an all-night love with her before, his mask had never been taken off.

A man she hadn't even seen on her left face, she couldn't walk into his heart.

Even if he could see it, he liked her a little.

What about that, never falling in love.

Marriage is really talk-free.

In fact, she also thought about asking him to take off the mask and go for a facelift.

However, she knew how severe his burns were.

To this end, she deliberately consulted a doctor at the cosmetic surgery hospital for the burn department a few days ago.

The doctor said that if the burn is very serious, there will be some changes in connective tissue hyperplasia, and scars will definitely be left behind.

The best method of facelift is skin grafting. If the situation is too serious, even if the skin grafting does not look exactly like normal skin.

Including foreign technology, it also fails to meet the standards for full restoration.

Moreover, the larger the burn area, the greater the difficulty of recovery.

Yan Shiting's situation is even more serious. Plastic surgery is definitely better than incomplete, and the appearance will be much better.

She hadn't seen his left face now, and it was difficult to judge.

It's just that he would rather wear a mask on his left cheek than go for a facelift. There must be his personal reason.

She didn't want to interfere.

Yan Shiting touched her eyes looking at her left face, her face turned cold, her tone was aggressive, "Why, do you mind if my left face is ruined?"

She pursed her lips and did not answer.

In her previous career of killing and not blinking, let alone ruining her face, that is, her internal organs have been emptied out, and people have not yet died completely.

For someone like her who crawled out of hell, being alive is the best thing in the world. How can you care about a man's appearance?

cough……

She only cares about her appearance, but fortunately it has not been damaged in the previous mission.

Seeing her not speaking, he regarded her as the default, "a woman with short-sighted eyes, long hair and short-sightedness."

"Mr. Yan is profound and unpredictable, let's do it." She hummed, "Women like handsome guys, men love beautiful women, it's normal. It sounds like you don't like beautiful women. If I'm ugly like pig bajie, you will look at me A glance?"

"..." He choked on him for a moment.

She looked at her phone, "It's eight o'clock in the morning, I'm going to work, you please." Then, she got out of the car and went to the elevator in the underground parking lot.

No matter how he goes to his company.

Because the driver Zheng Wei has been driving his luxury car Aston Martin behind, he is now waiting in the parking space next to it.

Yan Shiting got off her car and glimpsed the parking lot in front of him. A few of the Blue's staff were looking at him. The staff just looked at him with Cheng Yingxuan with strange eyes.

He was also not interested in knowing the thoughts of people who were not doing anything. He got into his car with a somber face, and Zheng Wei drove him to the company.

"Cheng Gong, you come to work." After Cheng Yingxuan entered the office, Zhang Jing, a female clerk in the personnel department, took a newspaper and came in.

Cheng Yingxuan glanced at her, "Sneaky, what is it?"

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