Mrs. Huo Is A Crybaby Chapter 982

Chapter 982: Plastic Surgery

Translator: Yunyi

The bodyguard put her luggage into the car.

The driver looked at the girl’s face. It didn’t look any different but every part of it was so exquisite. He was stunned for a moment. “Miss?”

“Uncle Guan, it’s me.”

Song Jingwan smiled gently, giving off a comforting aura like a spring breeze.

The surrounding light was dim, but wherever she stood, her white body practically glowed.

!!

At that moment, a slight shutter sound was heard. It was captured by the bodyguard beside Song Jingwan.

The bodyguard reacted extremely quickly and turned to stop the person immediately. However…

“Don’t go.”

Song Jingwan gave an order, causing the bodyguard to forcefully stop in his tracks.

She smiled and nodded in the direction of the camera. Then, she bent down and got into the car. Very quickly, she left.

Before the sky brightened again, a new topic quickly began to trend.

#SongJingwan’sReturn

Countless fans of Song Jingwan wished they could set off firecrackers to celebrate. That entire day, the internet was destined to be flooded by Song Jingwan’s name.

“Ahhh, I’ve finally waited for your return! My G.o.ddess!”

“Is this Song Jingwan? Why do I feel like she’s changed a lot?”

“Waaa! She’s become beautiful again! Looking forward to her new projects!”

“You must be tired from flying. Remember to have a good rest. You must have worked hard during this period of time. I love you /heart”

“Speaking of which, did she move somewhere else? I compared the photos from before. The tip of her nose has become perkier. She looks much more exquisite and playful than before. Her lips are also a little thicker. The most surprising thing is her skin. It is so white that it seems to glow. Other than repairing her wound, she probably had mesotherapy or something, right?”

“No one will complain if you stay quiet! Wanwan is only 19 years old. It is said that a woman changes eighteen times as she grows up! Is she not allowed to grow up? Some people only know how to gossip and say that she had plastic surgery. What? Is it difficult to admit that she’s more beautiful than you? Is it that difficult?”

“Let me purify the air for Sister Jingwan! Stay back, trolls! /leaf /leaf /leaf”

The fans were overjoyed. Meanwhile, those that did not like her, were naturally unhappy about her return.

One after another, they grabbed hold of her facial changes and accused her of plastic surgery.

Therefore, other than the topic of Song Jingwan returning, the topic of Song Jingwan’s plastic surgery was also trending.

In the top three, Song Jingwan alone accounted for two.

“As a plastic surgeon, I dare to conclude that SJW did not have major plastic surgery, but her face was definitely fine-tuned. Actually, there is no need for everyone to hold onto this point and say anything. Micro-plastic surgery is already very common nowadays. Not to mention a celebrity? Which celebrity did not undergo plastic surgery? Even basic maintenance would still require injections or something. She probably had her lips enlarged. Of course, just a little bit, but it is more voluptuous and alluring than before. Also, work has been done to the tip of her nose. How should I put it? After being fine-tuned, SJW has more star potential, and she looks more feminine than before!”

“I finally saw a rational a.n.a.lysis. As a pa.s.serby, I would like to tell the fans not to be too excited. If it’s plastic surgery, so be it. I think she is indeed better looking than before. It’s quite natural.”

“It’s good to be rich. Her face injury was so serious, yet she was able to repair it without leaving a trace. This also proves that only rich people can access better resources. Only they can find the best doctors when they’re sick.”

“Tsk, look at this comment section. Has the lemon demon taken human form? Look at your sour faces. I can’t stand it!”

After knowing that Song Jingwan had returned, Qin Han also rushed to Song Manor as quickly as possible.

It wasn’t his first time in Song Manor. As soon as they met, he sized up Song Jingwan’s face, and his eyes couldn’t hide his amazement.

He coughed and said questioningly, “Your face…”