บท 845: Chapter 842: The Background of the Fox Spirit

He began to take care of her more and more meticulously, fearing those things would leave a shadow in her heart.

He was trying hard to mend the wounds in her heart and erase the pain.

Ye Ranran was well aware of this, but although the wounds might heal, the scars would always remain.

Ye Ranran looked at the scars in the palm of her hand, among which one crossed the entire palm, looking fierce and terrible.

She curved her lips into a smile, her eyes sharp.

The gentle woman of the past had finally disappeared.

Waking up at nine, Ye Ranran started to apply makeup. She carefully applied foundation to her face, covering the small scars.

When she saw her radiant reflection in the mirror, Ye Ranran smiled, a smile that was noble and elegant.

At the Huo Family, the mother of the family had cried her way through an entire roll of tissue. The floor, beside the door, was littered with balls of tissue, leaving no place to step.