Chapter 303: Chapter 303: Wedding?

But before that.

She must first develop the medicine to treat Ming Yuan’s facial wounds.

Isn’t Qin Xuexin the one most jealous of Ming Yuan’s beauty?

A dark gleam flows in Lu Xining’s pupils, she insists that Ming Yuan returns to the pinnacle of her beauty.

As for the eyeless sockets of Su Ting…

She really couldn’t care less about them.

Qin Xuexin, living a nourished life in a distant country, saw the sudden intrusion of a black-clad bodyguard into her home.

She was both shocked and furious, berating, “Who are you? What do you want! Let go of me! You… mmph!”

Just having landed at the airport in Country C, Su Ting was about to get into a car pre-arranged by his secretary when he received an anonymous message.

Believing it to be spam, he was about to delete it when he recognized someone in the preview of the video.

He couldn’t resist, he still opened the video in the message.

“Wuwuwu, don’t come any closer, please let me go, I can give you any amount of money!”

Su Ting’s brow furrows tightly, his grip on the phone intensifies.

The person who had been dead for four years suddenly appearing in a video, even if it was someone he cared about, Su Ting found it difficult to comprehend.

The video ends with an address.

Not in Country C, but in a town in the northernmost country on Earth.

At the same time, the sender gave him a time warning.

In half an hour, there would be a plane flying to that country, and if he turned back to the airport to buy a ticket now, he could make it to the destination before dawn.

Inside, Su Ting is torn. On the one hand, there’s Ming Yuan, on the other, the resurrected Qin Xuexin.

It is at this moment that he truly realizes that in the depths of his heart, he had already placed these two people at the same level.

At the moment Su Ting turned around.

In the hospital room in Country C, Ming Yuan, her face half-wrapped in gauze, forms a self-mocking curve with her mouth.

She lies semi-reclined on the hospital bed watching the huge screen in front of her, the camera clearly tracking the various emotional changes in Su Ting as he watched the video.

At the same time.

In a split-screen video next to it, is the cold and ethereal face of Lu Xining.

Ming Yuan forces a bitter smile, “I never thought that this woman, in order to torment me, would actually use a fake death scheme.”

She had heard her talk about past events before.

The moment Lu Xining found out that Qin Xuexin was not dead, her heart ached even more for her.

During the years of Qin Xuexin’s feigned death, Ming Yuan had always carried the guilt of causing a death, and Su Ting and his friends around him never failed to mock and sneer at her whenever they saw Ming Yuan.

Once as cheerful and sunny as Nuonuo, Ming Yuan gradually retreated into a tough exterior.

Lu Xining glanced at Little Dumpling, who was sleeping sweetly in the room, and asked in a low voice, “What do you plan to do?”

“Hand over the person to Su Ting, or shall I bring her back to you for you to deal with personally?”

Su Ting would not have been able to get to where he is today if he were a fool.

He wouldn’t just storm into an unfamiliar country, to rescue a woman who might be a fake.

But like Ji Muye in the past, his eyes seemed to be covered with something filthy.

No matter how much those around him tried to explain, he always only believed in certain things lodged in his mind, completely disregarding the explanations of the people directly involved.

Hearing her good sister’s assertive and composed words, Ming Yuan smiled.

“Leave it to Su Ting. They have tormented me for so many years, I must give them something in return.”

Since she decided to handle it herself, Lu Xining left the decision-making to her.

Looking at the heavy bandages on Ming Yuan’s face, a pang of heartache flashes in her eyes, “Heal well in the laboratory, I will definitely cure your face.”

Ming Yuan touches the gauze on her face and jokes, “Actually, I’m not that concerned about my looks. Even if I really become disfigured, I can try different roles, and maybe even win a few acting awards back in my country?”

Her gaze is gentle as she looks towards her dear sister, saying with a smile, “Ningning, you don’t need to worry about me, take good care of yourself.”

Although that’s what she says, which girl wouldn’t care about her own looks?

Lu Xining orders the laboratory to be strictly guarded, absolutely forbidding anyone without authorization to enter the laboratory.

Since Su Ting has once again made his choice between Ming Yuan and Qin Xuexin, she can’t be blamed for being cruel and setting him up.

[Su Group President Su Ting’s long-deceased first love, comes back to life after four years in a foreign country!]

Early the next day.

This piece of gossip, brimming with youthful pain and literature, spread like wildfire across social media networks.

[Su Ting leaves his carefully nurtured lover of four years in the country to see his lover in Country B. Is it a romantic tale of empresses uniting for true love, or a substitute romance literature?]

Discussions about this gossip have already sparked thousands of heated debates on a certain website.

Ever since her agent resigned following the release of that post, Qin Xue Yuan had not been sleeping well. She had been eagerly waiting for Su Ting’s return to stand up for her and take revenge, but she was abruptly awakened by the trending news early in the morning.

Seeing Su Ting landing at the airport in Country B, Qin Xue Yuan’s pupils dilated–she knew all too well who lived in that country!

“How could this happen!”

Qin Xue Yuan found another mobile phone inside her safe and quickly dialed Qin Xuexin’s number, but nobody answered for a long time.

“You clearly promised you would give up Su Ting for me, why would you reveal your whereabouts.”

While others were at work enjoying the drama, Lu Xining was digging for herbs on a mountain path with Fu Junhang and Little Dumpling.

In the two years at Yunqiao Village.

She had been secretly cultivating some medicinal herbs in the deep mountains behind.

Now was the harvest season.

Lu Nuonuo was wrapped up tightly, wearing a protective suit and a hat similar to that of a beekeeper harvesting honey, having sprayed insect repellent before leaving, and was held in Fu Junhang’s arms all the way.

Not until they reached the area where she secretly grew the herbs.

Lu Xining uncovered the black shading film that was covering them, and seeing the lush growth of herbs inside, she exhaled lightly and heaved a sigh of relief.

Because these herbs had delicate roots and stems, digging them up required certain skills.

Lu Xining did not call for too many people to help, just two or three.

She squatted down, carefully used a small hoe to loosen the soil around the herb’s roots, and finally gently uprooted them by hand.

“Just follow the method I taught, and after pulling out the herbs, place them in these black boxes,” she said.

The people who followed nodded.

Fu Junhang had also brought two bodyguards to keep an eye on the surrounding wildlife.

Little Dumpling sat obediently on a little deer chair brought along, her curious gaze followed Lu Xining’s hands.

She picked up her toy shovel and mimicked her mother’s actions to dig the wild grass beside her.

“Dig, dig, dig…”

Lu Nuonuo knew these herbs were meant for healing, so she did not disrupt them and simply enjoyed digging up wild grass.

The time in Yunqiao Village was busy yet fulfilling.

The development of Lu Xining’s cosmetic ointment for treating scars was not successful at first attempt.

After more than a dozen failures.

She finally succeeded a month later in developing a cosmetic ointment effective for newly healed wounds and old scars alike.

Not only did Ming Yuan’s facial scars require healing, but so did the scar on Fu Junhang’s face.

The man was indifferent to his appearance, and even if the ointment was truly miraculous, Fu Junhang had no interest in fussing over the scar on his face, which he had already grown accustomed to over the years.

Lu Xining entrusted the task of applying the ointment directly to Little Dumpling.

After all, those around her had no resistance to Lu Nuonuo’s cajoling and charm.

In the days that followed, she would often hear Little Dumpling calling someone.

“Uncle Fu~ time for the ointment~”

The day Lu Xining sent the final product of the cosmetic ointment to Country C.

Ming Yuan was already able to move around on the ground.

To gather more strength to counteract the tricks Qin Xuexin had used on her, she had been actively cooperating with her treatment.

The wounds on her body quickly recovered after receiving almost cost-free treatment in the laboratory.

But nobody expected…

She had just recovered, her facial scars had yet to fade, when she heard about Su Ting’s upcoming wedding with Qin Xuexin!