Make a home.

Anfil sat in front of the dressing table in her room, looking at her bruised face in the mirror. She angrily applied foundation on it, hoping to make herself more beautiful. But she had no choice, although the swelling on her face had disappeared.

It was almost done, but the scars were still there, and the bruises were very dark. At first glance, it looked like she had a large purple-red birthmark on her face, which was extremely ugly. She relied on foundation, BB cream, and concealer.

This kind of thing can’t be covered at all!

"Ah... I'm so annoyed!" She irritably swept the cosmetics on the table to the ground, bottles and jars fell to the ground, and the imported rouge and gouache spilled into various strange shapes on the carpet. She clenched her hands into fists and fiercely

He smashed it on the dressing table: "Su Moying, it's you who caused me to become like this! I must let you die badly!!"

"Bang!" There was a sound, and the window glass seemed to be hit by something.

Anfil thought it was her imagination at first, but it wasn't until there were two more "bang bangs" that she was sure there was something real.

She got up curiously and walked over to see what was going on. When she saw a few hooligans below, holding the words "Amphile is ugly!" "Amphile is disfigured!" "Amphile is a bitch!"

After waiting for someone to insult her banner, she was so angry that she wanted to jump off the third floor and strangle them to death.

But the third floor is too high. She is not crazy, so it is impossible to jump down.

So he picked up bottles and jars of cosmetics on the ground and threw them at the hooligan below.

But even if she had the geographical advantage, she wouldn't be able to gain any advantage. If she threw a bottle, the people below could throw more than a dozen rocks or mud at her. It hurt her forehead and made her dirty.

Her skirt...

"You bastards, what on earth do you want to do?" Her hair was covered with yellow mud, and there were three big bumps on her forehead. She looked extremely miserable. Anfil couldn't help but roar loudly.

The gangster below finally stopped throwing things, put his hands on his hips, and shouted to her: "You haven't given us the things you promised to give us. You have been hiding in the past few days. You are not trying to cheat!"

"I...didn't I give you money?"

"Money? It's only a thousand yuan. What are we here for? If you hadn't promised to get a woman to sleep with our boss for one night, how could we have agreed to go with you to beat people in front of your school."

"But my work has not been completed at all, and you are of no use at all. I give you one thousand yuan, which is already considered a good thing."

"We don't care about that! Our boss said that he doesn't want other women, so he will let you spend one night with him!"

"Crazy man, tell your boss to eat shit! If you don't leave, I will call the police!" Anfil closed the window heavily, then drew the curtains and fell on the bed.

I was so angry that everything didn't go smoothly! Su Moying didn't take care of it, but instead caused herself a lot of trouble!

At this moment, Anfil, who was overwhelmed with anger, did not notice that the noise outside stopped in an instant...

A few gangsters who were yelling viciously just now were kneeling on the ground with trembling bodies. In front of them, a black business car stopped. Sitting in the car was a man wearing sunglasses. It was the same man who met in the City of Roses last night.
Chapter completed!