Song Yunuan looked at Ai Ni, who wore a mask.
Suddenly, she reached out and ripped off the mask.
Before Ai Ni could let out a shrill scream, Song Yunuan had quickly put the mask back on her,
and even covered Ai Ni's mouth in the process.
Anyone who dared to sabotage her little brother's launch event was an enemy Song Yunuan could not share the sky with.
Warning flashed in Song Yunuan's eyes.
The shout that Ai Ni was about to let out was forcefully stifled.
It had to be, given that her mouth was covered.
The strength emanating from the delicate palm of the hand reminded her once again of the fear of being dominated by Song Yunuan.
Even if she felt it was no big deal, in reality, it was.
Song Yunuan glanced at her briefly before withdrawing her gaze.
Not only were there scars from being slapped on her face, but also marks of nails scratched in flesh.
Her eyes were swollen, too, and Ai Ni was holding a pair of glasses, obviously taken off just to greet her.
