C322 Disfigurement

"Ah —" Jiang Jiao covered her face with her hands. Her cheeks were burning in pain. She had never imagined that the young master would really ruin her face. How could she ever meet anyone from now on?

Even Xin had been standing in the shadows outside the door the entire time. She didn't come out to pacify Jiang Jiao, nor did she blame Yan Shaochen