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Chapter 4: Sharp-tongued Elder Brother (II)
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Bai Wei retrieved a small makeup mirror for Su Zi.
When Su Zi finally took a clear look at herself, she gasped in horror at what she saw!
—She almost thought that she saw a ghost!
Su Zi did not have a deep impression of Mu Zi’s appearance.
Although the Mu family stayed together, Bai Wei and her children had mysterious identities. Apart from Mu Rongcheng, who was always spotted because he stayed in the main residence in the front, Bai Wei and Mu Zi rarely showed themselves because they stayed in the small bungalow behind the garden.
Su Zi vaguely remembered that Mu Zi was a rebellious teen around fifteen to sixteen years old.
However, no matter how rebellious she was, she should not ruin her face like this!
Purple hair! Thick eyeliner! Black lips! On top of that, her fingernails were painted black too—she was literally a dark gothic witch!
It was too frightening!
“Why is my face like this?!” Su Zi cried and became strangely mad. It made sense why Mu Rongcheng asked her to go for plastic surgery!
Bai Wei was surprised. She thought that her daughter was going to throw a tantrum again, so she quickly retrieved some items from her bag while she explained, “Don’t worry, your things are with me. When you were sent to the hospital, you had to put on an oxygen mask for emergency treatment, so they were removed, they weren’t thrown away.”
Su Zi wanted to cry even more when she looked at the items!
Bai Wei held a bunch of earrings and ear studs, as well as a few small steel rings and pearls, which seemed like they were meant for her eyebrows and lips.
“Zizi, don’t worry. I’ll put them on for you, and I guarantee that you’ll look just like you did before.” Bai Wei gently comforted her daughter so that she would not get angry. She knew how terrible her daughter’s temper was.
Su Zi wiped the eyeliner off from one of her eyes. It was drawn almost to her cheekbone, and she felt that her mood at that moment was as dark as the eyeliner.
“Mom, buy a bottle of makeup remover for me…”
Su Zi returned the small round mirror to Bai Wei because she could not bear taking another look at her face.
Bai Wei was confused with her daughter’s reaction.
‘Makeup remover? Zizi never removes her makeup.’ She wondered to herself.
Every morning Zizi would check if her makeup was smudged. If it was faded, she would reapply makeup, causing her eyeliner to become thicker, and her eyeshadow to get darker. It was because of this habit that Bai Wei almost forgot how her daughter’s bare face looked like…
Su Zi was disheartened and covered her face with the bedsheet as she stayed stiff like a corpse. “Please, mom… Makeup remover…”
“… Oh, oh! Okay, I’ll go buy one now. Don’t cry, I’ll be back soon.” Bai Wei left in a hurry with her bag.
Su Zi pushed the bedsheet aside and was speechless as she watched Bai Wei leave.
‘Cry?’
‘Hehe, I’m just too ashamed to show my face, alright?’
…
When Bai Wei returned, Su Zi cleaned her face with the makeup remover eight times, and only stopped when her face began to sting.
Her face was finally clean, but the piercings on the tip of her eyebrow and her lower lip remained. She could only wait for the holes to close up…
It was great to be young. Mu Zi’s face was free from acne even though she ruined her face with makeup.
The girl in the mirror was young and fresh. She had clear black eyes that sparkled, and the slightly curved outer corner of her eyes made her look naturally sweet. She was a rare beauty.
Su Zi was filled with emotion as she touched her face. ‘Youth is the best skincare product.’
She became ten years younger after being revived. She was a sixteen-year-old teen in the prime of youth.
Su Zi stared at the white, tender face in the mirror, but another face appeared in her mind—her rotten, unrecognizable face under the river, which was fearsome and horrendous.
She thought to herself. ‘It’s time to settle some accounts.’