Chu Lian's face turned grim as she picked up the face mask and carefully placed it in a box. " I have said it so many times, do not throw it so carelessly, do you think it's easy for me to have this made? You throw it away like you can get it from anywhere from the market, are you stupid?"
The man watched Chu Lian scolding him and shook his head as he looked at her before standing up and curling his arms around her shoulders. " You have so many complaints from me huh, don't you?" He picked up the mask and carefully brushed it with his fingers and sniggered, "It's because you can't get it from the market or because it's the face of your precious brother Song? I think it's most probably the latter, you care about this mask because it's your brother Song's face don't you, Lian'er?"
