"You said... she's had plastic surgery?"
Ye Ning nodded: "That's right, it's definitely plastic surgery. Those scars are exactly like the ones I had when I changed my face before. I remember clearly, there's no mistake."
The girl squatting there recalled the scene from the year she had plastic surgery right after giving birth. Uncontrollably, her body trembled again, her eyes grew slightly red, and she quickly lowered her head, staring at the pot of soil.
Ou Mucen watched this scene, and suddenly, with a sharp pang in his heart, he got up from the swing, came over, and squatted down to hold her in his arms.
"I'm sorry..."
"Silly, it's not your fault, why are you apologizing to me?" Ye Ning leaned against his embrace, heard his apology, and couldn't help but laugh, the tears in her eyes spilling as she did.
Indeed, it's not his fault, why should he apologize to her?
