No need for Finn Pierce's support, not even limping when walking.
Finn Pierce was a bit stunned: "Tiana, your leg?"
Tiana Thorne smiled lazily and once again lifted her skirt, revealing her knee.
The wound was quite shocking, and Finn Pierce frowned: "I'll go get the first aid kit."
"What's the rush?"
Tiana shrugged her shoulders.
Finn Pierce's eyes darkened: "Doesn't it hurt?"
Tiana picked up a wet wipe from the coffee table and rubbed hard.
Within an instant, the wound on her knee magically disappeared, leaving smooth and delicate skin without a hint of swelling.
Finn Pierce was momentarily stunned.
Tiana sat on the sofa, lazily crossing her legs, her eyes filled with mischief as she curved her lips: "Did you really think I was that stupid to harm myself just to deal with him?"
"This..."
Tiana raised an eyebrow: "Makeup technique, get to know it."
She learned this from Linda.
Finn Pierce couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and gave her a thumbs up.
