Large, grim burns left pitted and ugly marks.
Qiao Yun's gaze became more fierce, somewhat angered as she threw the mirror back onto the bedside, and when she looked up, she vaguely saw a silhouette standing outside.
Qiao Mo didn't hide, just stood there quietly observing her.
Seeing her look over, she pushed the door open and walked in.
At the instant she saw Qiao Mo, Qiao Yun was completely stunned. That similar face had a few honest facts; she stared blankly at the suddenly appearing figure, never expecting her to come.
Qiao Mo walked to the bedside, scrutinizing her carefully for a while, then sat down silently.
They really did look alike...
No wonder Fu Nancheng mistook the person.
Seen like this, it was much clearer than on TV. Qiao Mo's gaze swept over her neck and fell onto that burn.
