Chapter 382 Her Sharp Blade

• In Ye Wan’er’s eyes, Huo Chuan was forever just a subordinate.
• “Miss, I know.” With his head hung, Huo Chuan’s scar on the forehead was made even more conspicuous. It was long and slanted, which looked like a crooked centipede.
• Casting a glance at him, Ye Wan’er heart was filled with disgust. She subconsciously took a step backward and said with a frown, “Huo Chuan, can you change your hairstyle? The scar on your forehead is horrifying.”