"Xiao Ning-ah, Xiao Ning. Let's stop talking about this. To be honest, you should be more worried about yourself."
"What do you mean?"
"Xiao Ning is the main piece of my collection after all. You will need to perform accordingly. You'll be held to higher standards after all."
Su Ning crossed her arms.
"I don't understand what you are saying. People are not collections."
"Shut up!" Lin Feng snapped at the young girl.
"I have been too nice to you, that's why you're getting cheeky."
"..."
"You will sing for me." he said in a tone that doesn't allow for objections.
"No! I don't want to!" Su Ning automatically responded
"Ah, I knew you'd say that. You still need to be tamed after all."
"I'm not a pet to be tamed."
"Yes of course. You're not a pet. You're my art piece. My greatest piece."
"I'm not that either!" Why is talking to Lin Feng like talking to a wall?
