Sang Qian fell silent for a moment and said, "It was my oversight. After returning to Tong City, I will find a way to remove the birthmark on my shoulder."
"I know a tattoo artist. How about getting something tattooed over the birthmark?"
Sang Qian was thinking that if she went to a cosmetic surgery clinic for a skin graft, it would definitely leave a scar and the recovery would be slow. Ling Ruonan's suggestion seemed quite good, "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Sang Qian went over the events of the evening, and her restless heart gradually calmed down.
She returned to the bedroom, charged her phone, and then sat on the edge of the bed, waiting for Ji Chengzhou.
A moment later, Ji Chengzhou came out of the bathroom wearing a white bathrobe.
Sang Qian immediately stood up, "Chengzhou, can we talk?"
Ji Chengzhou sat down on the sofa, casually wiping his hair with a dry towel.