Passing by the shoe cabinet, Wen Sining stuffed her taken - off coat into it while changing her shoes. Underneath, she was just wearing an ordinary T - shirt. If people weren't paying attention, they wouldn't notice.
After changing her shoes, Wen Sining picked up the hair tie on the shoe cabinet as she stood up. She wrapped her hair around her wrist twice and neatly tied up a ponytail.
Apart from the pants, there was nothing similar to her previous look.
When she came to the living room, Wen Sining stood nervously in front of the old man.
"Why did you take so long to come back outside?" The old man stood up and asked, circling around her. After visually confirming that she had no external injuries, the anxiety that had been hanging over him all night finally subsided.
Wen Sining lowered her head even more than before, and her narrow shoulders trembled slightly, just like a child who was scared after being scolded.
The old man put his hand on her shoulder. Before he could say a word, Wen Sining squatted on the ground, shivering.
"Grandpa, I know I was wrong. I won't come back this late next time."
The old man's hand hung in the air. He looked at Wen Sining, who was scared out of her wits, at a loss.
Pinching the corner of his phone, Lu Luochen spun the phone in his palm and then put it into his pocket. He stood up and walked to the old man's side.
Looking down at Wen Sining from above, for a moment, her side - profile gave him a sense of familiarity.
Wen Sining turned her face slightly, turning her back to Lu Luochen.
"Silly girl, grandpa is not blaming you." The old man said lovingly as he helped Wen Sining up. "I was just worried that it wasn't safe for you to come back so late."
Wen Sining looked up, and her eyes were filled with the old man's kindness. The aura he exuded was just like that of her grandma.
"I won't do it again next time."
Seeing that she was still a bit nervous, the old man stroked her shoulder. "Forget it. Stop talking about it. Let's all go back and rest early."
As soon as the old man gave the order, Uncle Bai beside him quickly stepped forward to support his arm. After the old man went upstairs, the others started to go to rest.
Throughout the whole process, Wen Sining deliberately avoided Lu Luochen. When going upstairs, she even walked behind him, afraid that he would notice the similar pants.
From going back to the room to wash up to going to sleep, Lu Luochen and Wen Sining were more like roommates. After washing up one after another, they each went back to their sleeping places.
Lying in bed, Wen Sining stroked the scar on her face. It was really inconvenient to keep changing her appearance like this. Why not use the ointment to remove the scar?
Wen Sining opened her eyes. She turned her body and looked at the night - light on the bedside table.
Once the thought was firmly established in her mind, it couldn't be dispelled. She lifted the quilt, stretched her legs out of the bed. Her dangling feet searched for her slippers. She tiptoed past the sofa.
The smell of milk wafted in front of her nose. Lu Luochen on the sofa opened his eyes. The light from the bathroom shone out, and his gaze just happened to fall on the swaying figure on the glass door.
Wen Sining washed her face again. She took the medicine bottle from the shelf in front of the mirror. Opening the cap, she sniffed at the opening.
This wasn't medicine!
The smell coming from it was very familiar to Wen Sining. It was the smell of her grandma!
Wen Sining knew a bit of medicine, which she had learned from her grandma. Some traditional Chinese medicines could be blended together to make cosmetics, and the effect of applying them on the face was better than that of well - known brand skin - care products.
She turned the bottle upside down, and the semi - liquid flowed from the opening into her palm. She rubbed it with her fingers. After warming the liquid with the heat of her palm, she lowered her head and sniffed it again.
There was no mistake. It was the cosmetics that her grandma used before.
It didn't matter whether Kang Baicheng admitted it or not. The thing itself was telling Wen Sining that he had something to do with her grandma.
She wasn't worried at all about any adverse reactions when applying it on her face. After carefully wiping it on, Wen Sining carefully opened the bathroom door.
Under the dim light, Lu Luochen's tall body was curled up on the sofa, looking cramped and uncomfortable.
She had offered to let him sleep in the bed, but he didn't want to. Naturally, Wen Sining wouldn't keep insisting.
She silently returned to the bed and lay down peacefully.
She had a good night's sleep. The next morning, when Wen Sining opened her eyes, she found that it was already past breakfast time.
She covered her mouth and yawned. Stretching lazily, she looked around the room, which was now empty except for her.
Out of habit, she touched her face. Feeling the raised scar, Wen Sining got out of bed reassuringly. Maybe it was because she had applied the ointment made by Kang Bai last night. Her restless nerves had been soothed, and she hadn't felt anxious during the night.
After washing up and changing into clean clothes, Wen Sining decided to go out and prepare a new "scar".
"Madam, there's still breakfast for you on the table."
When Wen Sining walked down the stairs, she met Uncle Bai.
They had all had breakfast. The old man, feeling sorry for her because she came back so late and was in a bad mood last night, had specifically told the servant to prepare a meal and leave it aside for her to eat when she woke up.
After learning that the old man and Lu Luochen had already gone out, Wen Sining sat at the dining table and calmly finished her breakfast. She also had something to do today, so she simply packed up and was about to go out.
"Silly Aunt!"
As Wen Sining walked out of the Lu family mansion, she saw Wen Minhao standing in front of a car across the street, with his fists clasped.
Staring directly at the bright sun, she looked around and then walked towards him on her own initiative.
Wen Minhao seemed bold, but in fact, he was timid and ignorant in his actions. Seeing Wen Sining getting closer and closer, his slanting body suddenly straightened up.
"Did you come here specifically to find me?" Wen Sining stopped in front of him.
Thinking of Wen Sining's strong body, Wen Minhao shrank his neck and awkwardly moved his body to the side. After keeping a distance, he stubbornly raised his chin to show his toughness.
"My mom called you so many times. Why didn't you dare to go back?"
"So you wanted me to go back."
Wen Sining looked back and then leaned close to Wen Minhao's ear. "If you're looking for a beating, just say so in advance. I'm always available to play with you."
Wen Minhao's knees went weak. If it weren't for the car behind him, he would have fallen to the ground. He supported himself on the car, swallowed hard, and stubbornly roared, "You dare!"
It seemed that the fall last time wasn't enough.
Wen Sining raised her fist and deliberately waved it in front of Wen Minhao. Then she hit the car window.
It seemed that there was no reaction at all, but there actually appeared tiny cracks at the bottom of the glass.
Wen Minhao was so scared that he squatted on the ground with his head in his hands. It was only when he heard Wen Sining's mocking laughter that he realized he had been fooled by her.
"Good for you, Silly Aunt. Just wait and see how I'll deal with you." Wen Minhao, who was extremely angry, stood up from the ground. Without thinking about the consequences, he raised his hand and slapped at Wen Sining.
He overestimated his own ability. Before his palm could even touch a single hair of Wen Sining's, he was mercilessly pressed onto the car roof.
His arm was twisted to a ninety - degree angle by Wen Sining, and half of his arm was almost useless. Sweat rolled down his face densely, and Wen Minhao couldn't even cry out in pain.
"You've really proved the old saying: There's a path to heaven, but you don't take it."