Zhao Xinying has forgotten when she had no pain in her face and no acne.

After a while, I heard a cry outside, "Miss, get up quickly. You're going to be late for school."

"Come, come." Zhao Xinying hurriedly replied, and then wiped some ointment with a face tag where there were acne on her face. Her face was not ugly.

After finishing these, Zhao Xinying will run out, but she thinks of putting the ointment on the table. What if her cleaning aunt throws it away? After all, the bottle is ugly. I don't want it to be loaded at first sight.

Thinking for a moment, Zhao Xinying put the ointment in her schoolbag. If the ointment on her face is dry and falls off, she can fill it up at any time. Maybe the acne on her face will get better faster.

Before Zhao Xinying went out, she always used hair gel to fix her hair and cover half of her face to cover the acne on her face. Now there is hope that the acne on her face will get better, and Zhao Xinying doesn't want to cover it up.

Pick up a rubber band from the side and tie up a high ponytail. It is young, beautiful, lively and lovely.

Therefore, when Zhao Xinying came down from upstairs with ointment on her face, Zhao Fucai downstairs was stunned to see her daughter like this, "Xinying, what's on your face?"

"My friend gave me acne removing cream. It's very good," Zhao Xinying replied. Sitting in her seat, others were eating milk, eggs and oatmeal porridge. In front of her, there were Hu spicy soup, fried dough sticks and fried chicken. I usually think it tastes good. I don't know why I don't want to eat it today. "Aunt Wang, give me a bowl of porridge and an egg. Be light."

Zhang Yufeng is Zhao Xinying's stepmother. She usually boos Zhao Xinying and asks for warmth. When she hears this, she quickly asks, "Xinying, this is your favorite food. Why don't you eat it all of a sudden?"

"I have acne on my face and excessive oil secretion. I can't eat fried food. I have to eat more vegetables." Zhao Xinying rarely replied in a good mood, eating porridge, eggs and two pieces of whole wheat bread.

"Hehe, it's better to eat less." Zhao Fucai smiled. "Those fried ones get angry, eat more vegetables and eat some normal meat. Maybe there will be less acne on your face. By comparison, is the ointment on your face reliable?"

Zhao Fucai is rich. Although he divorced his ex-wife, he still cares about his only daughter. Of course, as the richest man in Honghai County, how can he do without a son, so Zhao Fucai cheated, gave birth to a son and a daughter outside, was known by Zhao Xinying's mother, directly divided his property and divorced.

"Of course, it's reliable. I've only used it for one day. The acne on my face doesn't hurt much, and it's much smaller." Zhao Xinying nodded and went to school with her schoolbag after she was full.

Zhao Xinyi came out with her, "sister, where did you buy the ointment on your face?"

"Oh, I won't tell you." Zhao Xinying doesn't like to see this half sister. She is only six months older than her. Ghosts know that her father made "human life" outside after her mother was pregnant.

Zhao Xinying rode to school. Zhao Xinyi got on the car at home and asked the driver to take her to school.

Because she didn't apply hair gel, she could feel her hair blowing freely by the wind, her face didn't hurt, and instantly felt that her breathing became smooth.

When she got to the classroom, Zhao Xinying saw many people staring at her.

Zheng Nannan also stared at Zhao Xinying's face and praised, "Zhao Xinying, you tie your hair and don't make up. Even if you have acne on your face, it's very good-looking."