Chapter 1201 The Other Shore Flower Heather (225)

This was an utterly one-sided result, without any suspense.

After handling things, the leader brought the brothers over to Heather: "Miss Hai, Mr. Nian, we will escort you back."

"Thank you, I’d rather not walk back." Heather said with a smile.

As she left, she didn’t look back once.

She would never sympathize with anyone.

You should think of the consequences before doing anything; there’s no chance to redo anything with regret.

Scum who don’t die will only continue to harm people.

"How’s Miss Qu? Is she alright? She seemed a bit scared."

"She was a bit scared, sent her to the hospital," Nian Shen paused and said, "I think you were sincere in your comments to her earlier."

"Oh... I’m really sorry, Mr. Nian," Heather said, stifling a laugh, "to be honest... it’s true."

She wasn’t afraid of being disrespectful to Qu Leqi in front of Nian Shen, she rubbed her forehead and said, "As her temporary teammate, I also sincerely wish she would just keep her mouth shut, it was really... too noisy."

Nian Shen didn’t respond.

...

No one knew about the kidnapping of Heather and Qu Leqi; both of them kept it to themselves.

Besides, it wasn’t something to brag about, so Qu Leqi didn’t want to mention that day’s events to anyone!

But because of that, Qu Leqi was "sick" for a few days, claiming she couldn’t continue filming and refused to go to the set.

She didn’t come, and the director could do nothing about her, he could only adjust and proceed with filming other people’s scenes.

Blink, it’s the weekend, and Nian Shen had to attend a banquet on a cruise, Heather as a bodyguard definitely had to accompany him.

While styling, Yi Yang informed her that Qu Leqi would also be attending.

She didn’t know why Yi Yang specifically told her this, but since he did, she might as well listen.

"Miss Hai, you really look a lot like Xiao Man, are you sure there’s no family relation?"

Everyone who saw her for the first time in this fashion house would exclaim the same thing, and she was lazy to explain, casually brushing it off.

"It would be great if the scar was gone..."

Heather, tired of dealing with it, just hummed a few times without answering.

Lately...

Feeling increasingly weary, getting tired easily, it seemed she was feeling somewhat helpless.

She turned over her hand, trying to move it, her brow remained furrowed, and the words of the makeup artist didn’t manage to enter her ears.

"Miss Hai, did you encounter a problem? Why are you frowning?"

"Please stop talking, let me have a moment of peace!" Heather suddenly snapped unusually.

The makeup artist, a young girl, was taken aback by her words, accidentally drawing the eyebrow line crooked.

She apologized frantically, "Sorry, sorry! Really sorry, Miss Hai, I’ll fix it right away."

Heather didn’t mind, grabbing her hand, "Forget it, it’s okay... you go out first, I’m sorry about earlier, it wasn’t on purpose, I was thinking about something, just give me a moment of silence."

"Well... okay..." although not sure what happened, it seemed like she wasn’t in a good mood, so she obediently left first.

As soon as she opened the dressing room door, two people entered.

"Where are you going? Is Miss Hai’s makeup done?"

"Not yet, but—"

"Then where are you going?"

"Just help me apply it first."