Shao Meiru returned home angrily, yanked the door shut, and gave Zhou Xinyao, who was sitting on the sofa reading a magazine, quite a fright.
"Who annoyed you?" Not hearing any voices behind her, she turned around to face her mother's bright red face. "Oh my God, Mom, what happened to your face? Please tell me you didn't go for some thermage treatment?"
Shao Meiru sat down with a huff, too angry to speak.
Zhou Xinyao hurried over to check, "Mom, you are really too harsh on yourself. How is it, does it hurt? How long before it heals?" She even reached out to touch her face but was stopped just in time.
"What thermage? This is the work of that young girl Xia Lu, who splashed hot tea on me!"
"What?"
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. First, she was splashed with hot tea and then Zhou Mingchen arrived and only cared if his wife was hurt, without giving her any explanation. It was infuriating.
