Shen Mu leaned back on the sofa, watching Shen Qingxue's sarcastic expression and shaking his head. "I can't change my ways."
Shen Qingxue was about to retort, but Shen Mu interrupted, "I'm used to being called a scumbag, and it's hard to change overnight."
Gritting her teeth, Shen Qingxue said, "Sister, don't be so stubborn. When you see me and Xize engaged, don't cry!"
Shen Mu didn't respond directly to her question about her recent facial treatment, but instead said vaguely, "Mind your own business and stop meddling!"
Shen Qingxue knew what this meant. If Shen Mu had successfully treated her face, she would have been overjoyed. But now, Shen Mu was evasive and it was clear that the treatment had failed again.
Shen Qingxue remembered the horrific results of Shen Mu's previous facial treatments, each one causing the wound to worsen. That was why Shen Mu eventually gave up hope.
