Chapter 871: Real Xiaohua

Xia Ruoxin extended her hand, and Charlie opened his mouth to drop the apple onto Xia Ruoxin's palm.

“You can have it.”

She pa.s.sed the apple back to Charlie.

Charlie wagged his tail and ate the apple.

A cold wind blew over, and the ground looked like leaves had just rained on them. Charlie loved to roll around on them before he shook off the leaves on his body and sat in front of Xia Ruoxin obediently. If not, it would sleep.

At this time, there were sounds of footsteps coming from afar as they landed on the ground—shashasha.

It put down the apple and barked towards the incoming person before he wagged his tail.

A hand was placed on his head, and Charlie's tail wagged even more enthusiastically.

“Don't get cold.” Lu Jinrong walked over and pulled up the blanket on Xia Ruoxin's legs. Then, he pushed her wheelchair. “I have something to discuss with you.”

Xia Ruoxin placed her hands on her knees. Even though she did not know what Lu Jinrong wanted to say—no matter what he wanted her to do, she would do it even if he wanted her to die immediately.

Lu Jinrong pushed her into a room. This should be his study as there were quite a few precious books, and the bookshelves were all filled. Besides, there were obvious marks of the books being flipped. As for those that were not flipped, they might be precious pieces.

Not many people still liked to flip paperback books despite being in the digital age. There was another book on the table, and it should have just been read by him.

Lu Jinrong let go of the wheelchair and pulled open his drawer. He took out a picture frame and looked at it; his gaze turned warm, and there were no calculations in it, just pure liking and love. However, within this love, there were some forms of light hurt.

“Look at this.” He pa.s.sed the picture frame to Xia Ruoxin.

Xia Ruoxin took it and saw a girl inside who was around seven or eight years old and very pretty. Her eyes and brows had Lu Jinrong's shadow. She gently caressed the picture frame in her hands, and the frame was relatively new. However, she could tell that the picture was from quite a few years back. The photo must have been treasured; if not, it would not be kept in such a good manner.

“This is my younger sister.” Lu Jinrong leaned his back against the bookshelves behind him. “At that time, she was only seven; and I watched her grow up. I only have this one sister, and no matter how busy I was, the first thing I did when I went home was to play with my sister. Just that, my sister's age stopped at seven forever. She's not around anymore.

“My mom could not take the impact and is still in a daze up till now. The plastic surgeon told me that your bone structure is very similar to my sister.”

So… Xia Ruoxin knew. She placed the picture frame on his knees and pressed on it carefully with her fingers as she was afraid that it would fall on the floor.

“You want to make me look like your sister?”

“I'm just suggesting it.” Lu Jinrong did not want to force her. “It's all up to you.” He smiled. “It has been so many years, but my mom is still the same. I have tried all sorts of ways and found a few daughters for her. Even if they were fake, at least she had something to lean back on; and she could get better. However, it all ended up as nothing.

“The hardest thing to predict in the world and the hardest thing to understand was someone's heart. I don't want to pick an ungrateful fool back who will only know how to calculate against my entire family in the future.”

“I might be like that too.” Xia Ruoxin genuinely did not know that her image in Lu Jinrong's heart was so phenomenal.

Was she viewing money as dirt? Did she have a pure saint's image?

“You won't,” Lu Jinrong said without hesitation, “I believe in you, and I believe in my intuition. I'll give you some time to think about it. No matter if you agree or not, I will treat you just like what I promised.”

Xia Ruoxin picked up the picture frame and put it in front of her.

“No need to consider. I promise you.”

She did not care how she would look like as she was already a human that did not look like one and a ghost that did not look like one. If she could return Lu Jinrong a favor, she would be willing to do it—even if it was to be a seven-year-old girl's subst.i.tute. Also, she had really found areas of similarity between her and the girl. When her five features were gathered together, they did not look too alike, but if one looked at it separately, they indeed looked similar.

Then, Xia Ruoxin underwent a few more major checks again. After all, with her current body condition, it was impossible for her to recover within a year. Lu Jinrong also hired a professional in one's five features and plastic surgery. Even though Lu Xiaohua was only seven—with certain data, they could roughly predict how she would look in the future.

Actually, Xia Ruoxin did not know how long she had lain for. She only knew that she fell asleep after entering the operating theater. When she woke up, her entire face was swollen; and her head was numb. It was not painful, but it was not very comfortable; she really wanted to vomit.

She did not quite understand why people would undergo this kind of pain on their perfectly fine face just so they could change their looks. If it was not because her face was disfigured, she would have never used a knife on it.

She did not know how many aspects of surgeries she did, but she heard from the doctor that it was very successful and they did not operate in many areas. Besides, they did not insert any prosthesis. Only her chin bone, eyes, hairline, nose, and forehead were operated on. Actually, before Xia Ruoxin entered the operating theater, she knew that she would look like a different person when she came out. However, no matter how different she looked, it was better than this full face of scars.

Her entire face was almost swollen like a pig's head, and she could only eat liquid items. She had to endure the pain and slowly recover, but luckily, she was used to just lying there. She only treated this kind of sick days as staying in the hospital once more. The doctor said that her face needed half a month before it would stop swelling, and the recovery of the scars on her face was not like the rest. This recovery would be very slow, but when her legs were able to walk, perhaps her face would be more acceptable to the eye.

Also, her face could not make contact with sunlight so she still had to live without seeing the light of day.

Outside, a few wilted leaves dropped down. A man stepped on one of the leaves, and suddenly, he stopped in his tracks, moved his leg, and picked up the leaf from the floor. He walked under a big tree and put the leaf down. Then, he raised his head, and his five features were as cold as the ice mountain without any expression.

He turned around and continued to walk forward.

Opening the door, a girl pounced at him.