On our wedding night, my husband changed!

Jiang Liu was also a little surprised. Why did he become like this after just one night?

It seemed that Chuntao's injury was not serious.

Hua Sheng stood up directly, pulled Chuntao over, and pushed away her hand covering her cheek, which was shocking.

The originally fair and tender face was now covered in red spots, as obvious as birthmarks.

Ginkgo couldn't help but told who it was, "Miss, it was Chuntao who had a few quarrels with that woman. The woman acted like crazy. A bowl of hot porridge was thrown on Chuntao's face. We were all frightened. I I wanted to call the police, but she threatened me that if I called the police, she would tell the police everything and bring disrepute to the young lady and my uncle.”

Hua Sheng glanced at Jiang Liu with a cold expression.

"Was Zhuo Ya so arrogant before?"

"I really don't remember anything and have no impression." Jiang Liu was also very innocent.

"Miss, I'm really fine. The doctor said there won't be any scars." Chuntao comforted Hua Sheng.

"Don't lie to me. How can such a big injury not leave any scars at all? You... I can't bear to say anything to you, but I'm telling you before I leave, don't confront Zhuo Ya. You are not her. opponent’s.”

"Yes, we were confused and didn't listen to the lady." Chuntao and Ginkgo both knew they were wrong and lowered their heads.

"I'm going to find Zhuo Ya." Hua Sheng said angrily.

"Miss, forget it, irritating her now is not a wise choice. What can happen if she goes there? We can't throw it back." Chuntao is a lot more rational.

Hua Sheng also knew that it was useless to look for Zhuo Ya, but he just couldn't swallow the bad breath. Even if Chuntao was a girl, Hua Sheng had never been beaten or scolded once in these years, and he was not even willing to say harsh words.

Now, having her face directly ruined by Zhuoya's bowl of hot porridge is simply intolerable.

"A Sheng, I will handle this matter, and I will definitely give Chuntao an explanation."

Jiang Liu was also angry and felt that Zhuo Ya should not be attacked personally no matter what.

Hua Sheng didn't say anything, but he was really angry, and Jiang Liu didn't dare to wait any longer. After all, if it weren't for him, Zhuo Ya wouldn't have interacted with Hua Sheng.

So I quietly picked up my coat and car keys and left.

"Miss, I'm fine."

Chuntao held Hua Sheng's hand in a flattering way, feeling distressed seeing her look like that.

Hua Sheng said nothing, turned and went upstairs, opened a first aid box upstairs and took out an unknown tube of white ointment inside.

"Take it, take it once every night before going to bed. Don't apply the ones prescribed by the hospital."

"Miss, what is this?" Chuntao took it with a smile, knowing that Hua Sheng had many good things.

"This is an ointment prepared by the Chinese medicine doctor who used to treat my cold ailments. It can produce granulation and smooth scars. I have tried it and it works very well."

"Great, haha."

Chuntao happily agreed with her child, while Hua Sheng sighed helplessly.

"Miss, are you hungry?" Ginkgo came over and put the cotton coat behind Hua Sheng on her shoulders.

"I have no appetite. You two should go to bed early. No one has slept well in the past two days."

After Hua Sheng woke up, his stomach was extremely uncomfortable and he was not in the mood to eat, so he went back to the master bedroom and lay down, letting Chuntao and Ginkgo take some time to rest.

After returning to the room, Hua Sheng quietly took out the jade comb he brought back and studied it carefully, confirming that it was the sky-high price Beiliang antique.

Even the blood streaks on it were clearly visible, but... why was it suddenly found at the door after looking for it for so long?

And it's express delivery. The terrible thing is, it was either sent by some express company, or someone deliberately left it at the door.

Hua Sheng feels more and more that there is a huge conspiracy behind it...