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  Before Bo Cixue could say anything, she saw Ye Qingcheng waving his hand. “Forget it. Let’s not talk about those b*tches who only know how to gloat after my accident!”


  Ye Qingcheng raised her chin and pointed at the mall. “Let’s go. I’ll give you a chance to apologize.”


  Bo Cixue looked at Ye Qingcheng’s back and did not know what she was referring to.

  Looking at her, she did not seem to remember how she had fallen into a vegetative state four years ago!

  Bo Cixue followed Ye Qingcheng and asked tentatively, “Did you forget something after you woke up?”


  Ye Qingcheng rubbed her short hair. “Yes, I can’t remember some things, but it doesn’t affect my life.”


  Ye Yiren was the most annoying. She called her every day, asking her to take her medicine on time and remember some forgotten things.

  She was not interested in what she had forgotten. Anyway, it was fine as long as she remembered most of what had happened since she was young!

  Bo Cixue and Ye Qingcheng arrived at the branded female apparel store in the mall.

  The two of them walked in the mall and there was a 100% turn of heads.

  Bo Cixue was too beautiful and elegant. She was popular, especially with Ye Qingcheng, who was wearing a hospital gown.

  Ye Qingcheng did not care about the gazes of others. She brushed away the hair on her forehead and snorted in disdain. “Look at how those people are looking at me. When I slim down, I’ll definitely blind them.”


  With that said, she glanced at Bo Cixue. “I wasn’t much worse than you in the past.”


  Bo Cixue smiled. “I know. You used to be very beautiful.”


  She would never forget the night of her coming-of-age ceremony. She had been wearing a long red dress, the flames burning brightly.

  She was indeed beautiful.

  “You know me so well. Are you my fan from before?”


  Bo Cixue found that Ye Qingcheng was not only narcissistic, but also interesting.

  They entered the branded store and the staff quickly glanced at them.

  That night, Grandma called Su Qiangian and her back.

  Grandma told her that Su Qiangian and Ji Han were really in love and asked her not to be a mistress who ruined others.

  In private, Su Qiangian even laughed at her for not being able to find a good man and clung to her boyfriend.

  Over time, many socialites thought that Ye Qingcheng had been a mistress. They were respectful and polite to her on the surface, but they gossiped behind her back.

  Su Qiangian held Ji Hans hand and walked behind Ye Qingcheng, smacking her lips.

  Su Qiangian knew that Ye Qingcheng was awake, but she did not expect Ye Qingcheng to become like this.

  In the past, Ye Qingcheng had attracted the attention of countless young men with her beauty.

  Even Ji Han would have been moved by Ye Qingcheng if she had not offered herself and asked him to take responsibility.

  But now that Ye Qingcheng was like this, she was not afraid that Ji Han would fall for her again.

  She was worse than a village woman.

  Ye Qingcheng knew that she did not look too good now. Su Qiangian was her mortal enemy. Since she was young, the elders seemed to favor Su Qiangian more. In the long run, Ye Qingcheng felt a little ashamed in front of Su Qiangian.

  And at this moment, there was not only Su Qiangian, but also Ji Han, whom she had once liked.

  She subconsciously did not want him to see her like this.

  Ye Qingcheng lowered her head and clenched her fists, looking extremely embarrassed.

  $u Qiangian did not seem to see Ye Qingcheng’s embarrassment and continued to ridicule her. “If I became like this, I wouldn’t dare to go out at all. It’s simply blinding. Don’t you think so?”


  Ye Qingcheng’s body tensed, afraid that Ji Han would say yes. Just as she was at a loss, a cold voice trailed over. “Being full of malice to a girl who has just woken up is a sign of extreme inferiority and lack of quality from a psychological point of view. Appearance and figure can be recovered in the future,

  but upbringing and quality are hard to change.”


  “Madam, you look like a shrew scolding people on the streets. In my opinion, you’re a hundred times uglier than Princess Qingcheng, Your rudeness comes from your bones and has a bad smell, like a pile of trash.”


  Bo Cixue walked to Ye Qingcheng’s side and waved the phone in her hand. “I recorded everything you said just now. Do you think we should let the President and his wife take a look and let them know what kind of grievances their daughter has suffered outside?”


  $u Qiangian looked at Bo Cixue and her expression changed when she heard her words.