Looking at the scar on the girl's face, Ye Chen felt a pang of heartache.
Such a young girl already had to bear the pressures of life, running a shop alone was truly not easy.
Ye Chen walked toward the girl, and she lowered her head, crying as she said, "Brother Ye Chen, just go, don't mind me, I know I look terrifying."
The girl's behavior made Ye Chen feel very distressed.
He hurried to the girl's side, pulling her into his arms and comforting her, "Xiaoying, don't be like this, the scars on your face will heal."
"Brother Ye Chen, stop lying to me, the doctor already told me the wounds are long and deep, even if they heal, they will scar," the girl said, struggling and crying in Ye Chen's embrace.
Ye Chen gently stroked the girl's little head, "Xiaoying, you have to trust Brother Ye Chen, if I say it can, then it can."
The girl looked at Ye Chen and nodded, indeed this brother before her had saved her many times.
