Chu Anjing looked at her own face in the mirror. Her face had been injured by the people sent by Xiong Yuyan, but luckily, it wasn't as severe as Yuyan had hoped for.
Chu Anjing took out some medicine and applied it again, reducing the swelling on her face before she put on a bandage. Gritting her teeth viciously, she planned to go find Qin Qiaoling.
She was about to leave, but then Chu Anjing thought for a moment and a sinister smile crossed her lips.
She turned back, put on a set of clothes that were very much Yan Qingruo's style, and donned a wig before picking up her bag and heading out.
Dressed like this, she hardly looked like her usual self and instead bore a striking resemblance to Yan Qingruo. At a glance, anyone might think she was Qingruo.
When she went out, a heavy rain had begun to fall. Despite the miserable weather, it did not delay those who needed to leave their homes.
Chu Anjing drove off in her car.