She let out a cold laugh, "Why does it stink so much? Who's letting off a series of farts? Oh! Is it you? Sorry, I didn't see you there; your presence is so negligible. Do me a favor and stay away from me, or you'll suffocate me."
Cui Dong's face turned red with anger, "How can you be so vulgar!?"
Dong Huiying didn't even spare him a glance but walked over to San Nian and gently caressed his small face. "San Nian, does it hurt?"
Dong Nian was about the same height as Dong Huiying, and they looked at each other eye to eye. The child had fair skin, which made the slap marks from Old Lady Cui's hand on his face all the more shocking. He was clutching a dirty, trampled fragrance pouch, which was actually the main cause of today's incident.
