Su Wencheng breathed a sigh of relief and suddenly became a little melancholy.

He said affectionately: "To be honest, I studied Chinese ointment because of an unforgettable love affair."

"When I was in college, I met a kind-hearted girl. Like all other girls who love beauty, she likes to dress herself up."

"But God cruelly deprived her of this right."

"Because she suffers from a strange disease, she is allergic to almost all cosmetics on the market."

"Because of this, she was depressed and depressed."

"Later, when her condition became more serious, she lay in my arms and said to me, Wencheng, when I die, you must ask the makeup artist to make me look more beautiful."

"You are allergic when you are alive, but you should be less allergic when you die."

"I want to go to heaven with the most beautiful makeup."

"What happened next?" Liu Qing was unknowingly attracted by this story.

Su Wencheng spoke with great emotion, and the entire venue was enveloped in a mysterious atmosphere.

"Later -" Su Wencheng whispered: "I vowed at that time that I would let her enjoy the treatment of beauty while she is alive."

"If the cosmetics on the market are not good, I will research them myself."

"After analyzing hundreds of Chinese medicinal materials, I finally screened out dozens of them and developed this ointment."

"Not only does it not cause any irritation to the skin, it can also maximize the nourishing effect of traditional Chinese medicine and nourish the skin."

"I can guarantee that this is definitely the best cosmetic product in the world."

"It's a pity——"

"What's the pity?" Liu Qing asked hurriedly.

"It's a pity that when I took the ointment and ran to the girl's hometown to find her, I found out that she had passed away."

The whole place was silent.

What a poignant love story. In the corner, a little girl began to wipe her eyes.

Liu Qing's eyes were also a little moist. She whispered: "If my guess is right, that girl's name is Qingyu, right?"

"right!"

Su Wencheng gritted his teeth and said, "Her name is...Liu Qingyu!"

"Mr. Liu, tell me, are you very much destined to be with me?"

Liu Qing nodded. Although she is a strong woman, as long as she is a woman, how can she not be emotional?

Especially, hearing such a poignant love story.

"Mr. Su, since you specially developed this ointment for your lover Liu Qingyu, why are you taking it out now?"

"Are you prepared to make it public?"

Su Wencheng pretended to be remorseful.

"I don't want to either!"

"This is also the reason why I kept the ointment a secret for so long after Qingyu passed away. Because I couldn't get over that hurdle in my heart."

"I want Qingyu Cream to be exclusive to Qingyu. Even if she has gone to heaven."

"Not long ago, I went to visit her grave. Her mother gave me one of her relics."

"It's a notebook."

"It records every bit of her life. I discovered that she is a girl who is very willing to share."
Chapter completed!