"Xiao Ning, have you been crying again?" The man in front of Su Ning asked in a kind voice that belied his true intentions.
Su Ning quickly shook her head in response.
Lin Feng's eyes narrowed at Su Ning's blatant lie. His eyes narrowed as he grabbed the girl's chin and tilted it upwards. The girl winced under his scrutiny.
"This won't do. You look hideous."
"You haven't been taking care of yourself like I told you to, so you need to be punished."
At the mention of this threat, the girl's frightened eyes widened like saucers as her body began to shake.
Lin Feng smiled in satisfaction. He has perfectly conditioned his prized collection, just like Pavlov's Dog.
"Which one was it? The one who played the piano for you when you sang. Anna?" The man said thoughtfully. "It's too bad. You two seemed to have a connection on stage."
"But since you didn't behave, I guess she won't be needing her fingers anymore."
