Chen Wei'er listened to He Xun's incessant questions and directly covered her husband's mouth with her hand.
"Don't ask. I'll test it on your face some other day. You'll know what these things are for then."
"I won't disturb you anymore." He Xun hurriedly took a few steps back. He didn't want to be used as drawing paper and let his wife draw on his face with these things.
Chen Wei'er fiercely glared at him again. After trying a few shades on the back of her hand, she chose two.
"Please help me wrap up these two."
"Alright. Madam He, your relationship with President He is so good." The counter lady smiled so much that her eyes were curved.
"You know me?" Chen Wei'er was surprised. Had she already reached the point where people would recognize her wherever she went? She was not a celebrity.
