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She was momentarily taken aback, and as she regained her composure, she suddenly felt the urge to hide her right arm, but there was nowhere to conceal it. Now, he could clearly see the scars on her right arm, resembling rose vines. She almost wished to burrow into the ground. How could she allow him to see her like this

Princess, princess... Her lips involuntarily curled into a faintly sorrowful smile. She gazed at her right arm hidden beneath the foam, gently, gently lifting it inch by inch.

What kind of arm is this? It is covered in scars resembling rose vines, making it difficult for one to bear to look at it a second time after the first glance

Upon hearing the word "willful," Ge could not help but gently bite her lower lip again

"I am sorry, I am sorry..." she said, shaking her head in panic, and fled.

Looking up with a song, he smiled and said: "Thank you, Dad"

Isn't the lesson she has learned enough?

However, her hand gradually lost strength and fell down from his chest.

I am sorry! She suddenly sat up, waking up to realize it was just a nightmare

She took a moment to compose herself, having heard her father say goodnight to the doctor before hanging up the phone, and then raised her left hand to gently knock on the door

Gently lying on her own bed.

Sister Qiu looked at her with concern, yet she did not approach, continuously gazing at the large quartz clock in the living room. An hour had already passed, and after one hour, Yi Ge would be able to rest. ... Time passes so slowly ...

"Ge'er, I spoke with the doctor today. He said your right hand is doing well, and you must continue with the rehabilitation." The father recalled something and advised her.

The young lady has come out. Sister Qiu hurried over to help dry Yige's hair with a large bath towel. Yige could only use her left hand, making it quite laborious to dry her hair.

She walked along the path adorned with lush green vines, the air was fresh, and she felt extremely comfortable. For some reason, a certain anticipation suddenly stirred within her heart. Sure enough, she heard the bright, metallic sound of the saxophone. She could hear the sound of her own heart racing, as beautiful and splendid as summer flowers.

The girl in the mirror is also raising her right arm inch by inch

I was originally just a headstrong child... headstrong...

Go take a shower. I have already prepared the water for you

"Ge'er." The father looked at her affectionately and said: "Today I had Qiu Jie prepare your favorite French dishes, including fatty foie gras, caviar, and truffles. Come, eat a little more."

Following the sound, she saw a graceful young man playing the saxophone, the very person she had been longing for every day.

He shouted loudly from behind: "Yige, why are you so heartless?" That voice tore at her heart.

She quietly gazed at the round mirror opposite the bathtub. The mirror reflected a beautiful young girl, her face so exquisite that it was breathtaking

After the incident, the father became increasingly caring and considerate towards himself, complying with her every request, and he did not utter a single harsh word. When she suggested going to work, although the father was surprised, he still showed no intention of opposing her.

What kind of disaster did the owner of this arm actually suffer?

Her right hand is in excruciating pain

She gazed intently into his eyes, and he looked at her with affection, smiling

The colorful bubbles continue to dance under the soft light

The pristine white bathtub, immersed in fairy-tale-like bubbles, with warm water, she reclines, her snow-white skin slightly flushed by the steam.

He smiled gently as he stepped forward, softly lifting her right hand as if cradling a fragile porcelain piece, and placed it on his chest

Sister Qiu is truly wonderful, always so considerate... In fact, I am really very happy, it's just that I didn't know how to cherish it in the past, so, I lost some things that perhaps can never be regained

That person was playing with great passion, and she stared at him in a daze

Finally... finally made it through

She smiled faintly. For the past six months, her father had been seeking medical help everywhere, always comforting her by saying that her right hand was recovering very well, but complete recovery would still take time. Yet, did she not know her own condition? She had long since lost hope and tried not to think about it. However, she did not want to cause her father any distress, so every day she continued to persevere with her rehabilitation exercises, drinking the bitter medicine, gritting her teeth through the difficulties. She was no longer the headstrong girl she once was; she had already hurt the heart of someone she loved dearly, and she did not want her family to suffer for her anymore. Yet, she did not want to cause her father any distress, so every day she continued to persevere with her rehabilitation exercises, drinking the bitter medicine, gritting her teeth through the difficulties. She was no longer the headstrong girl she once was; she had already hurt the heart of someone she loved dearly, and she did not want her family to suffer for her anymore

She turned her head, unable to bear looking at his injured face any longer, yet she could not escape the gaze of his eyes, which were filled with unbearable pain

With a smile, he stuck out his tongue and said, "Sister Qiu, what is there for Dad to worry about? Isn't it always this time every day?"

Sister Qiu looked at the young lady, who was stubbornly biting her lip, with compassion. Even during rehabilitation, she still covered her arms with long sleeves, not allowing anyone to see her vulnerable side

She gritted her teeth while undergoing rehabilitation for her right hand, and her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat

"With a song, why do you treat me this way, why are you so cruel..." His handsome face suddenly filled with sorrow, leaving her with no courage to look at his face again

She lowered her head and took a bite of the fatty foie gras, which was delicate and soft, rich and delicious, and couldn't help but exclaim: "Sister Qiu's French cuisine is so delicious that one never tires of it." Of course, Sister Qiu is best at Chinese cuisine, but she occasionally showcases her skills in foreign dishes, which has already left people in awe.

The girl in the mirror suddenly smiled again, a beauty so desolate that it is beyond description

"Look, look, I have become like this." She murmured to herself, "Will I still be able to see you?"

Father is a formidable real estate tycoon outside; with just a word, the local real estate market would tremble. He is silent, stern, and not fond of speaking, exuding the charm and demeanor of a commanding entrepreneur. However, at home, he is an unequivocal loving father, which is what Ge has been most proud of since childhood

He clearly noticed that someone had arrived, gently set down the saxophone, turned around, and looked at her with clear eyes, as gentle and focused as before

Sister Qiu sighed and said, "Miss, it's not that I'm criticizing you, but you shouldn't be so willful, nor should you prevent Da Lin from driving to pick you up. The master worries about you every day; he just refrains from saying anything because he fears it might upset you"

In the past, her favorite activity was taking a bath, playing in the fluffy white foam, admiring her beauty in the mirror. She even hung a string of wind chimes in the bathroom, happily listening to their tinkling sound while bathing

However, now, what she fears the most is taking a bath

And on her head, sweat was already streaming down

She raised her head, her eyes sparkling: "Dad, don't worry, I also believe that my right hand will definitely recover. I am your daughter, I will not bring shame to you, I will never give up no matter what."

Sister Qiu glanced at the time with concern; there was still a quarter of an hour left, so she turned around and quietly walked out.

"With a song." That person gently called out to her

The green wind chimes ring incessantly, producing a crisp and melodious sound

Foie gras, caviar, and truffles are three world-renowned delicacies, traditional French dishes. It is a rare occasion for Qiu Jie to prepare all of them, presenting them with perfect skill on a spacious dining table, which is a delight to behold.

Sister Qiu hurriedly approached and helped her take off her coat: "Miss, why are you back so late? The master is very worried."

She breathed heavily, took out the purple handkerchief placed beside her, and gently wiped the sweat.

The father looked at his daughter with satisfaction and said, "Ge'er, now I can rest assured. You truly are the daughter of Shu Lianfang!"

Miss! She turned around, and it was Sister Qiu, looking at her with affection

Dad! She made her voice sound very cheerful, "It's time to eat, shall we go down together?"

Her right arm was gruesomely covered in scars! The higher she raised her arm, the more scars appeared! It was a shocking sight! Nevertheless, she gritted her teeth and lifted it inch by inch until her right arm was completely exposed to the air

The young girl's shoulders were smooth and fair, radiating a healthy pink sheen However

She was very tired and soon fell into a deep sleep

"With a song," he said softly, his voice as gentle as a ballad, "you once told me that your right hand has the ability to listen to love. Now, come and listen to my heart, the love within my heart..."

Thank you very much. Although there has been no improvement, I understand that you have done your best. You are the best doctor in our city, and I certainly trust you. My daughter is very strong, and her hand will definitely recover. Thank you, I also believe that willpower is the most important thing

And my proud and willful nature is also a result of the indulgence of my loving father

She was momentarily taken aback, then smiled slightly and said: "Thank you, Sister Qiu."

She walked to her father's house, gently raised her hand, and was just about to knock on the door when she suddenly heard her father's low voice

The young lady obediently allowed Sister Qiu to dry her hair while humming a tune. As she dried, Sister Qiu silently sighed. ... Every time the young lady finished washing her hair, her complexion was always pale; she certainly knew the reason ... ... Poor child ... ...

At the dining table, Yigao was bowing his head while eating with a silver fork and silver knife

She quietly changed her shoes, the soft warm slippers treading on the wooden stairs, light and silent

How proud and joyful she used to be! Ever since that incident six months ago, she seems to have become a different person, and it has been a long time since I have seen her genuinely smile with happiness.

She has caused her father concern, and she intends to tell him that it is actually alright. She will reassure him, as she is no longer the willful and arrogant Shu Yige who demanded attention and made a scene.

Father looked at her with concern

Facing the mirror, she could no longer escape the truth that she had been concealing throughout the day. Her right arm, covered in scars resembling tangled rose vines, quietly slipped into the pure white foam

Gently pushing open the door of the villa, I said: "I am back"

It was a very beautiful mirror, produced in Europe, surrounded by a circle of intricate and exquisite wooden patterns. The vintage and noble flavor often led her to the illusion that she was a princess of some European royal family