Chapter 51

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Jiang Ping, with his rich experience from his previous life, was adept at reading people's expressions and had already noticed that although Zhao Wanqing appeared calm on the surface, she was actually very depressed. Apart from her beloved daughter, she seemed indifferent to other matters.

However, in Jiang Ping's view, Zhao Wanqing's current behavior was quite normal. After all, her family had just suffered a car accident, where her husband died, her daughter suffered psychological trauma, and she herself was disfigured. If a woman could still be happy in such a situation, she would either be lacking in sense or be insane.

Thinking about this, Jiang Ping felt he should offer some comfort to Zhao Wanqing. He said in a deep voice, "I am very sorry about your husband. Unfortunately, I couldn't help him at the time."

"This can't be blamed on you," Zhao Wanqing shook her head at Jiang Ping. "You did your best. At least you saved Jiajia and me. We are very grateful."

At this point, Zhao Wanqing paused and then gave a self-deprecating smile, "As for my husband... you don't need to comfort me. I have already accepted the fact."

Reborn Jiang Ping was not just a high school student with little social experience as he appeared. He immediately noticed that Zhao Wanqing's tone when mentioning her husband was somewhat strange, lacking much sadness.

With his rich experience, Jiang Ping decided not to continue this topic and instead asked Zhao Wanqing, "Has the driver who caused the accident been caught?"

"He has been caught," a trace of hatred flashed in Zhao Wanqing's eyes as she whispered to Jiang Ping, "His name is Qian Jing, the son of the boss of Yongchang Group. He was definitely drunk at the time. A few hours later, when the police found him, they confirmed he was driving under the influence."

It was not surprising to Jiang Ping that Qian Jing had been caught. Unlike the car accident in his previous life, where all three members of Zhao Wanqing's family were killed and there were no witnesses, this time, with Jiang Ping's intervention, not only did Zhao Wanqing and her daughter survive the accident, but Jiang Ping also prevented his father from taking the blame for Qian Jing. With both witnesses and no one to take the blame, it was only a matter of time before the police caught Qian Jing.

Jiang Ping, of course, did not let Zhao Wanqing know that he had everything under control. Instead, he feigned a look of realization, "So he's a rich second generation. No wonder he was so arrogant at the time!"

In 2002, the term "rich second generation" was not widely known. Zhao Wanqing was taken aback for a moment before she whispered, "This term really fits the driver. After Qian Jing was caught, his family tried to contact me through intermediaries, offering a large sum of money to settle the matter privately. I didn't agree."

Jiang Ping asked with interest, "Why not?"

"That man was drunk and still drove on the road, completely disregarding the lives of others. He cannot be forgiven!" Zhao Wanqing said with hatred. "He has brought so much pain to my family. Does he think that just by paying some money, everything will be settled? I don't want his dirty money. I just want him to receive the punishment he deserves!"

As she spoke, Zhao Wanqing subconsciously touched the scar on her face, clearly indicating that the scar was not only on her face but also deeply etched in her heart.

Jiang Ping wanted to tell Zhao Wanqing that the Qian family had considerable influence and that even if Qian Jing was sentenced, his father, Qian Yongchang, would find a way to get his precious son out of prison early.

However, Zhao Wanqing was currently very emotional, and Jiang Ping did not want to further upset her with such harsh realities. Zhao Wanqing had suffered too much recently, and Jiang Ping could not bear to add more salt to her wounds.

Looking at the dispirited Zhao Wanqing, Jiang Ping felt a sense of pity for her. If not for the ugly scar on her face, Zhao Wanqing would be a very beautiful woman. She was in the prime of her life, and not long ago, she had a beautiful face, a well-proportioned figure, and a graceful demeanor, attracting the attention of most men wherever she went.

However, the ugly scar had ruined everything, like a nearly perfect work of art defaced by ugly graffiti, a complete waste of talent.

In his previous life, Jiang Ping had been a forger of art and antiques, and his artistic skills were undoubtedly excellent, worthy of the title "artist." At this moment, as he looked at the no longer beautiful Zhao Wanqing, the artist in him was stirred, and he decided to help this unfortunate woman restore her beauty.

"Don't be too pessimistic. You need to have faith in life," Jiang Ping said to Zhao Wanqing in a deep voice. "Jiajia will get better over time, and so will your scar. There will always be a way to treat it."

Jiang Ping's words brought a glimmer of hope to Zhao Wanqing's eyes, but it quickly faded. Since the accident, Zhao Wanqing had visited many hospitals, and all the doctors had told her that it was impossible to completely remove the scars. Jiang Ping's claim that there was a way to remove the scars seemed like a dream. If it weren't for the fact that Jiang Ping was her and her daughter's savior, Zhao Wanqing would have dismissed him outright.

Zhao Wanqing did not know that Jiang Ping was not just making empty promises. He truly had a way to heal her scars. In his previous life, Xiang Sheng had taught Jiang Ping the "Xuan Kong Jue" and also given him several prescriptions, one of which could remove scars and regenerate skin. Jiang Ping had used this prescription to remove scars from his own injuries, and it had been very effective. He believed that if he used the same prescription to treat Zhao Wanqing, she could regain her former beauty.

However, Jiang Ping could see that Zhao Wanqing did not believe him. He leaned forward, stared deeply into her sad eyes, and said, "I am not joking. There really is a way to remove these scars. It's up to you whether you want to seize this opportunity!"

For some reason, Zhao Wanqing had a strange feeling at that moment, as if she were facing not an 18-year-old high school student but a mature man who had experienced much of life. Although she knew that Jiang Ping was nearly ten years younger than her, she felt that she could completely trust this young man, even feeling a desire to rely on him.

This strange feeling made Zhao Wanqing feel both surprised and a bit embarrassed. How could a mature woman want to rely on a high school student? It seemed too unbelievable. Zhao Wanqing could only rationalize it by thinking that it must be because she had just suffered a major setback and needed someone to lean on. Since Jiang Ping had saved her, she subconsciously felt that she could rely on him.

Looking at Jiang Ping's slightly youthful face, Zhao Wanqing silently encouraged herself, "It must be like that!"

Zhao Wanqing really did not believe that a high school student could be more capable than doctors in major hospitals. After a moment of hesitation, she said softly, "Let me think about it."

Knowing that Zhao Wanqing did not fully believe him, Jiang Ping did not push. He simply smiled and said, "Alright, if you change your mind, feel free to call me."

Jiang Ping's attitude made Zhao Wanqing feel a bit disappointed. She was about to say something when the front door of the house was opened from the outside—Zhao Guoquan had finally returned.

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